paddelin :: dea
@paddelin.bsky.social
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I want to tell stories about the things that could be whispered in a confession booth at the end of the world
:: https://linktr.ee/paddelin
I want to tell stories about the things that could be whispered in a confession booth at the end of the world
:: https://linktr.ee/paddelin
unfortunately, it was 45€.
July 28, 2025 at 7:49 PM
unfortunately, it was 45€.
*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
April 3, 2025 at 2:20 PM
*This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents either are products of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual events or locales or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.
She was here.
She was loved.
And I will miss her forever.
She was loved.
And I will miss her forever.
March 20, 2025 at 12:38 PM
She was here.
She was loved.
And I will miss her forever.
She was loved.
And I will miss her forever.
And I hope that, wherever she is now, the snow is endless and untouched, waiting for her to roll and twist and cover the world in her joy.
And when she is done, I hope there is a warm fire waiting
Just for her.
And when she is done, I hope there is a warm fire waiting
Just for her.
March 20, 2025 at 12:37 PM
And I hope that, wherever she is now, the snow is endless and untouched, waiting for her to roll and twist and cover the world in her joy.
And when she is done, I hope there is a warm fire waiting
Just for her.
And when she is done, I hope there is a warm fire waiting
Just for her.
A part of me will forever feel like I failed her. But I also know that she would never be able to see it that way. She knew only that she was loved, that she was wanted, that she belonged.
She lived without doubt, without regret.
She crashed through life with joy, reckless and full of light.
She lived without doubt, without regret.
She crashed through life with joy, reckless and full of light.
March 20, 2025 at 12:35 PM
A part of me will forever feel like I failed her. But I also know that she would never be able to see it that way. She knew only that she was loved, that she was wanted, that she belonged.
She lived without doubt, without regret.
She crashed through life with joy, reckless and full of light.
She lived without doubt, without regret.
She crashed through life with joy, reckless and full of light.