Sad.

It seems sad to me that the truest thing ever said was that we all will die. Sadder still is the remaining fact that it is my only consolation. I spend so much effor on the persuasion of others to accept me when it should just occur naturally. I spend so much just analyzing and breaking down everything that happens around me when its only intent is to happen then pass us by. Am I an anomaly or am I only treated like one? Sometimes it feels like ones, other times it feel slike the other. Sometimes it feels like both....A lot of the time it feels like both... It boils down to this: I tell everyone how grateful I am for having survived my suicide attempt, when, much like the first part of this rant, the sad truth is that I've wished every second since that it had worked.
Sincerely,
Riley Joseph Murphy Vogel

P.S. I would say "Much love" but due to my inhuman nature, I suppose I'm just too devoid of it to pretend anymore.

Homecoming was last night

and, much to my surprise, I had a great time. I danced with my friend Catie, had some laughs, and had an overall enjoyable *mispelled* experience. So, beyond that, let me tell you what else has been going on: So I don't know how to feel, because Girl B (Nikki, as you can see from the convo) just dumped her bf, my friend. So now she's single, but, because she just dated my friend, I feel like she's off limits. Plus, we have our back and forth moments where we're amazing together and when she freaks out on me, although thats normal in any relationship. Anywho, just figured I'd fill you in, the story is more complex than that, but I'm tired =/
Much Love,
Riley J.