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"Death is a natural part of life. Rejoice for those who transform into the Force. Mourn them do not." – Yoda

My baby boy parvell crossed the rainbow bridge Friday. He was so so so loved and it hurts my heart that he’s gone but it brings me comfort to know he’s not in pain anymore 🥀 words cannot express the emptiness I feel.

(04-20-12) ~(09-05-25)

💔💔💔

#pet loss #rip parvell #my baby boy #i love you

woman-becomer

tumblr users love reading. you literally stopped for this post just because it has words in it

interpolationz

this is one of my favorite bits about tumblr

the users seem to actually prefer text posts to anything else, and treat it as a chore to play a video especially with sound

lazzarella

crosshairscrustysock

I’m too heartbroken to continue with this fandom

crosshairscrustysock

"Death is a natural part of life. Rejoice for those who transform into the Force. Mourn them do not." – Yoda

My baby boy parvell crossed the rainbow bridge Friday. He was so so so loved and it hurts my heart that he’s gone but it brings me comfort to know he’s not in pain anymore 🥀 words cannot express the emptiness I feel.

(04-20-12) ~(09-05-25)

💔💔💔

onlytiktoks

crosshairscrustysock

Figuring out poses for my crosshair black series figure and I believe I’ve finally found the perfect pose

I tried to do the iconic pose with tech and crosshair but it didn’t look right

So I settled for a more authentic sniping pose :)

princessofwallachia

stonerparty

crosshairscrustysock

so I haven’t posted in awhile but I wanted to share my custom clone figure I made of my oc Brody

Custom:

Reference photo:

He’s Bonita

The only thing is though , I need to figure out how to do his spikes on his hands and shoulder

I did obviously switch up his helmet pattern a tiny bit but it fits :)

sajagz

🌸 From One Mother’s Heart – Please Read 🌸

My name is Saja. I’m a wife, a mother, and a woman who once believed her story would be simple. I thought my days would be filled with watching my daughter grow — from her first smile to her first steps — surrounded by the small joys of everyday life.

But life had other plans.

War has returned to our home. Again. And once again, we find ourselves living under skies that never seem to rest.

There was a moment — a fragile, breathless moment — when the bombs paused and the world seemed to remember us. It gave us hope. We thought maybe, just maybe, we could start to rebuild. But now, we are back in the dark — hiding, holding on, praying.

I’m writing this not as someone seeking pity, but as a mother who has no other choice but to speak.

Imagine holding your baby in the middle of the night, not because she cried, but because the world outside roared too loud for either of you to sleep. Imagine whispering bedtime stories not to lull her into dreams, but to keep the fear from settling into her tiny bones.

This is my life.

This is my daughter’s life.

And even now — especially now — I believe in softness. I believe in kindness. Because when everything else is taken from you, hope becomes the most valuable thing you have.

Why I’m Reaching Out Our home has been damaged. Our lives changed. But through it all, my daughter wakes up every morning with a smile. She reaches for me with trust, with love, with faith that I will keep her safe.

That’s why I keep going.

I’ve launched a campaign to ask for help — not because it’s easy, but because silence is no longer an option. I am asking for support not just for me, but for my baby, and for the quiet strength of so many mothers like me who are fighting, every single day, to hold their families together.

How You Can Help: 🤍 Help us restore parts of our home so we can live with dignity 🤍 Support women and mothers in Gaza with access to care and resources 🤍 Keep the light of hope alive for a generation born in the shadows of war

💛 If you can, please support our journey here:

My name is Saja. I am a wife, a mother to a precious 8-month-old girl, and I am writing this in a moment that I wish I didn’t have to live t

If you can’t give, please consider sharing. Your voice might be the reason someone else hears ours.

From My Heart to Yours Maybe our lives are worlds apart. Maybe you’ve never lived through war. But if you’ve ever held a child and wished the world could be better for them — then you understand more than you know.

I don’t want my daughter to grow up thinking the world turned away.

Please, if you’ve read this far — thank you. Thank you for seeing us. Thank you for caring. We are still here. Still hoping. Still holding on to every kind act like it’s a lifeline.

With love and endless gratitude

iamwizzzzz

crosshairscrustysock

I’ve been playing a lot of battlefront recently. Naturally I’m gonna look over the clone outfits and stumbled upon emotes…. Needless to say, he’s just a silly goofy guy