@maximumfearyt: *NEW CLEAR PHOTOS* of Bigfoot Creature Spotted on Mount Saint Helens #foryou #fyp #scary #scarystories #scarytiktoks #bigfoot #bigfootisreal #creature #caughtoncamera #cryptid

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itz_vallie
Micah :
That’s my dad
2025-09-11 14:15:32
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.martin551
Martin :
great pics
2025-05-17 05:15:50
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stevosch
Stevo🇺🇸 :
I wanted to be real, but it looks like guy a suit
2025-03-25 07:19:26
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wingbat243
𝖂𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖇𝖆𝖙 :
it's my mother in law on her way to get another slab of Guinness
2025-05-13 02:20:36
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maximumfearyt
Maximum Fear :
What do you guys think? 😳
2025-03-24 21:58:25
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cottontop7501
Cottontop7501 :
I seen one of these beings this last bow season.
2025-03-25 12:09:20
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michaeltodd3455
michaeltodd3455 :
Sorry, I know you want this to be true , I do to, but I was a sniper in the Marine Corps and your picture looks like a ghillie suit. it's a pretty good likeness. keep up the good work.
2025-03-25 05:37:51
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velson225
112 :
There’s no evidence that will convert a non - believer. We that know don’t need any evidence.
2025-03-25 22:25:40
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janetwarner549
janetwarner549 :
If these exist why haven't we found their bones after they die
2025-03-27 08:12:37
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official1tommy
Tommy :
Feb 27th 2025 😂 not even 2025 yet
2025-03-25 01:35:47
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slicjjponce
slicjjponce :
😂😂😂SORRY BUT I SERIOUSLY THINK THOES ARE NOT REAL
2025-03-25 02:46:39
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user4073758618459
Matt :
nice shots I'm surprised he didn't stop and pose for a selfie lol seems legit
2025-05-18 15:41:34
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dtheprobsolvr1171
BigD1559 :
I believe in Big Foot but I don’t think there are Palm Trees on Mt St Helen’s.
2025-03-26 00:04:29
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jimmchoo4
jimmy :
Unless someone catches 1 i dont believe
2025-03-30 23:55:42
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blackbeardsson
Captain Bartholomew Flint :
It is impossible for Bigfoot to exist, and if you think about it logically, you will start to realize.
2025-03-25 14:35:57
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intothewoods297
into the woods297 :
it looks to small
2025-03-25 12:53:04
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lori.s_creations
🦋🌻Lori's_Creations🌻🦋 :
Wow those are pretty clear
2025-03-24 22:11:32
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lupgr1
Tha LupgR :
That’s not where hair doesn’t grow.. lol, that’s the eye cut out of the mask.
2025-03-25 02:18:53
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dyvsoexx
dyvsoexx :
Palm branches?
2025-03-25 18:57:26
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.martin551
Martin :
so clear
2025-05-17 05:16:16
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suncitymarc
Spacetime :
NOT
2025-03-31 18:07:01
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_ray_ramirez_
Ray Ramirez :
It’s a guy in a suit….
2025-04-01 07:14:52
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dwgwnr1969
Dwayne H. :
laame
2025-03-27 04:57:19
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To my younger self — my 8-year-old heart, I see you now. I remember the nights you cried quietly, wondering why love had to hurt so deeply. Eighteen years ago, Dad left us and chose another family. I was too young to understand, yet old enough to feel the sting of rejection. I kept asking questions that no child should ever have to ask — “Why wasn’t I enough? Why didn’t he stay?” As the eldest, I learned to be strong even when all I wanted was to be held. I carried burdens that were never mine to bear. I endured the pain of being unwanted simply because I was a daughter. When he left, part of me felt relief — because the hurting stopped — but another part of me felt an emptiness that never went away. For years, that emptiness whispered that I was unworthy of love. I grew up guarding my heart, afraid of being left again. Every time someone walked away, I told myself I should have expected it — because the first man who was supposed to love me, didn’t. I learned to stay quiet, to stay small, and to pretend it didn’t hurt. But even in my silence, God was there. He was holding the pieces I thought were shattered forever. After eighteen years, I finally chose to forgive. Not because it was easy, but because I wanted peace more than pain. I surrendered the anger, the questions, and the trauma that once defined me. I chose healing because I deserve it. And in that surrender, God met me with grace — reminding me that forgiveness is not forgetting, but freeing. To the little girl I once was — you can rest now. You no longer have to carry what broke you. The fear is gone, the bitterness has faded, and love has finally found its way back into your heart. Thank You, Jesus, for never letting go of me. Thank You for turning my pain into purpose, my wounds into wisdom, and my tears into strength. I am no longer the broken child I once was. I am the woman You are shaping me to be — healed, whole, and free. ❤️ #healed

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