Bird Brains.

It's late. I've been busy. So much has happened.

Maggie wanted to have a Christmas party, and ended up dragging me everywhere. I don't own a tree or lights. I rarely spend money such things when I visit my family and celebrate there.

Maggie once told me that they found bloggers by using computer bots, a task for Coverts to do. That's why "Crow's second best, if not second rate. He's always finding new blogs."

They also swipe a lot of money, enough to have 2 trees, enough fucking tinsel I'm gonna find it in the vacuum filter past Valentines day and enough other miscellaneous festive decor.

The amount of lights...

If she wasn't going to use their funds, I'd have fed myself for a month on what she spent on lights.

She was like a magpie, after the bright and shiny decorations. I played along because it was good to get out of the house, I've been keeping everything within me again and okay, Maggie was a lot more fun to hang out with then the others who still acted like I would attack someone. Shit talking with King is easy, but the cockiness he has is overwhelmingly revolting when put up with too well. Maggie is the closest to normal as you can get for a self harming girl that bleeds birds.

Getting off topic. I think the storm's blowing over.

Anyway, we were attacked on the way home as we tried to carry the too large amount of groceries.

Maggie panicked and suddenly pushed me out of the way as we walked from the bus stop. A swarm of bugs, almost like a plague of locusts in their large, unnatural numbers had made a large wall that was headed our way. She pulled a small knife from a necklace she carried and slit her forearms and released, surprise, Magpies.

Birds and bugs fought, if you consider roving bug zappers killing off bugs fighting.

I was reminded that I'm going to either die or be made one of these freaks.

I can't recall what else happened, King joined up with us and some other woman and I was tranquillised again.

Things flipped quickly.

And now I'm sharing my bed with Maggie again because her sister took the trundle bed, and some family feud happened and I'm just still weak to the idea pain to just off myself and be done with this...

This is all too much for me. I can't even feign normalcy. Why bother fighting when higher powers just turn an already fragmented people against each other further?