I’m done. I’ve just about had it. I’m done with being negative, done with feeling like I’m sinking the emotions of those around me, and I’m tired of wallowing in a puddle of my own sorrows and self-pity. All my life I’ve always desired, no, craved to be a part of something great, that one stand out moment of triumph that only seems to happen to a certain few. But looking back, I seem to have lost myself along the way. I guess that was the immature part of me not anticipating the hurdles, the pain and sacrifice that we all come across. Like I said, same person, new approach. I feel it happening.
Dude these two eagles were fighting mid-air and got stuck. They crash landed at an airport and both survived.
How hardcore is that? Look at their faces tho.
Its like “I swear to GAWD Jerry”
Wheeler: “Did you know that bald eagles are known to engage in a bizarre mating ritual where two eagles fly upwards, lock talons, and fall towards the earth while rotating, separating almost before they crash into the ground, if and only if they consummate their bird fuck. If they don’t, they are willing to accept their death by hard ground. It’s the ultimate race against the clock.”