frostofafeather
no matter how bad you think you are, i'm worse
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frostofafeather · 13 hours ago
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live is where the learn is
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frostofafeather · 13 hours ago
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going up to a character i enjoy and being like "i'd like to award you the highest honour i can bestow" and the honours in question are like. bad at sex. undiagnosable mental anguish. loser's temperament. actual body horror shit. nicotine addiction.
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frostofafeather · 20 hours ago
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have a half rendered human shadow in some flowers while i figure out to draw him :3
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frostofafeather · 1 day ago
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“I once knew a girl… Amber…”
“…for me… her name was Maria…”
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frostofafeather · 1 day ago
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The siren call of making a funny joke about The Character™ vs the fear that people will see your silly little joke as the be-all end-all of your understanding of The Character™ and assume you don't understand them on a deep level (and be mean about it)
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frostofafeather · 1 day ago
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frostofafeather · 1 day ago
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I loved this real scene in the movie
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frostofafeather · 1 day ago
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Mentally I'm still here
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frostofafeather · 2 days ago
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Something about the stars...
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frostofafeather · 2 days ago
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HAPPY 2025 EVERYONE!
We are going to get weirder.
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frostofafeather · 2 days ago
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incomprehensible thought i had the other day
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frostofafeather · 2 days ago
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Please help me rebulid my Bakery
Vetted here by @90-ghost
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I'm Ismail Almughanni an entrepreneur from devastated Gaza trying his best to rebuild his Bakery 🍞🥐🥖
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On a quiet morning, the aroma of freshly baked bread filled the street, signaling the start of a new day at your small bakery, a place you took immense pride in. For years, this bakery had been a haven where people from all around would gather to enjoy the warm, delicious pastries and bread that you carefully crafted. It was a symbol of hard work, a beacon of hope, and a destination for anyone seeking a taste of comfort amidst life's challenges.
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But one day, in the blink of an eye, everything changed. The sounds of bombing began to shake the city, and it wasn’t long before the fires of war reached your neighborhood. There was no warning, no chance to escape or save what you could. Shells rained down on the district that housed your beloved bakery. You watched helplessly from a distance, unable to do anything.
Minutes passed like hours. When the noise finally subsided, and the thick smoke that blocked out the sun began to clear, you looked towards your cherished place. It was destroyed.
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The walls that once protected you and brought you closer to your customers had collapsed, and the oven where you had kindled the flames of hope had turned to ash. Everything was shattered, broken, as if that place had never been a sanctuary of peace and comfort.
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But the destruction wasn’t just physical. The pain in your heart was far greater than any material loss, a place filled with beautiful memories now reduced to rubble. The moments when you saw smiles on people’s faces as they savored your bread, the laughter that echoed through the bakery—those were now just memories, dissolving in the ashes of devastation.
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As days went by, you tried to piece together the fragments, not just of the bakery but of yourself as well. You knew rebuilding wouldn’t be easy, and the wounds left by the war wouldn’t heal quickly. But you also knew that the hope you had infused into your bread would remain alive in your heart, even if the tables and chairs were destroyed, even if the bakery itself was gone.
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The bakery may have been destroyed by war, but its spirit lives on in you, in everyone who tasted your bread, and in everyone who walked into that small place and found a slice of happiness.
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Vetted here by @90-ghost
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frostofafeather · 2 days ago
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Please hurry up.
Help me reach the goal. 🎯
€3.242 of the €30,000 goal raised 🙏🏻
I hope everyone see my Post reblog and donate to save our life The smallest donation makes a difference in my .
Please consider helping my family survive donate if you can and share
I only received 25 euros 2 days ago!! This is very little, please help me
All my dreams have been destroyed 😞
I hope you share , support and donate
Repoooost & donate please after read my story, that's urgent! 🇵🇸🍉
Our campaign is vetted by :
@adolay here
@90-ghost here
@gaza-evacuation-funds here
@ayahoftheday here
@palestinegenocide here
@sar-soor here
@riding-with-the-wild-hunt here
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frostofafeather · 2 days ago
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frostofafeather · 2 days ago
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All the Shadow & Stone art I've made since Sonic 2 in no particular order
at least I think that's all of it
I love them so much I can't believe Sonic 3 is real <3
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frostofafeather · 2 days ago
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"WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR? I'M RIGHT HERE."
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