Sometimes I wish I had precognition. To be able to look into the future and see if all this work pays off in the end, or if I'm just wasting my time and passing up opportunities. I took a huge risk, I put myself out there and it just so happened to work out. But there's so much fighting, so much drama amidst all the good things. Am I really happy? Am I delaying the inevitable? Or am I growing into a more mature, trustworthy person? (I was never untrusworthy in the fucking first place though so why do I have to constantly prove myself afwhjshsdgah >_<. Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck. Why do stupid, inconsiderate people have it so easy? Not having a conscience would make my life so much simpler.

So uh, how bout dem Saints?