Today I learned red winged blackbirds are the epitome of pretty privilege because what do you MEAN you attacked my head and *I* feel bad for existing in your space??? Smh
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Rachel Gilmore
A BIRD SWOOPED INTO THE BACK OF MY HEAD THIS MORNING WHILE I WAS WALKING MY DOG HAHA WTF
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Crows are my spirit animal 🤣
I spent so much time in swamps when I was in the army, and they were always with us, serenading us with their whistle/chirp.
And if bad guys were sneaking up on is at night, they would awaken and let us know.
Or maybe they've decided to revolt idk
That bird was not taking any crap.