#halfyear

[marketagent]

A couple of days ago we did our routine half-year analysis of the Mini-Surveys and were treated to a really pleasant surprise!

Our worldwide #community created over 38.000 Mini-Surveys so far in 2023 and collectively gathered almost 3 Million (!) responses. You are simply #amazing!

[sidabro]

its my turn to say that seeing memes and posts about the tipping culture in america makes my eyebrows reach my forehead.. sjfjjefbjshdi its 1-2 euros if the service is good no matter where when or how big the total is.. if i ate for a hundred eur i woulsnt be leaving 15 or even TWENTY? what fuck is this dbrjdhiwhdbe

[lunasilvis]

Thank god my thesis proposal got OFFICIALLY approved today, guys!!!! Had some sleep-destructive fear towards it after many of my classmates were refused, and the next round to start again would be September 2023 :/ I mean... cool, vacation time for another 6 months, but... I need a stable income to build my dreams and chase after my desired life. I’m turning 29, highly done with studying now.

[ninbinary]

why is there foreskin but no aftskin?

[rat-and-chupacabra-inc]

Man man Tumblr Fudged my Quality anyway uh some Sketches havent been digital drawing in a good halfyear found this pretty nice website yuh yuh

Nothing really? I just really like drawin

Its me the blue one again RAT or rain or whatevrt you wanne call me

DRAWING REQUESTS ARE WELCOME FOR EITHER ME OR CHUPACABRA (im speaking for him dw about it)

(R&C)

[vinterbetong]

simon henriksson thoughts + headcanons i been rolling around in my head for a bit

》 He definitely listens to dsbm, and it's not just because of the black metal associations already in the game, but dsbm is (to me) so tied into the Stockholm Melancholia it's difficult to divorce the two. I think he also listens to industrial metal, nu metal and alt rock. That emo shit about hard, difficult topics that really punches you in the gut.

》 I'm projecting but he gets irrationally angry about karlsson på taket and can't stand that flying dickhead.

》 When it comes to self harm his arms are free real estate for cutting during the cold halfyear but during summer he focuses onto thighs and hips instead. When he still lived with his mom he was definitely very concerned with his cuts not being found out, but after moving out this became less of an issue and he was free to display his agony, even if just to himself while at home.

》 He did try burning himself with cigarettes once but it didn't hit the same plus the healing period was just nasty and not gratifying at all. He needs something very specific out of his self-destructive habits that it just couldn't give him.

》 Aside from the debilitating depression, the way he acts in regards to Sophie both in the cutscenes (and how the book encounter is so wildly different from the flash of reality) makes me think he's got bpd as well. In an idealized encounter he doesn't come on too strong, and Sophie turns him down gently, even compliments him and expresses a gratitude and debt to him that she's somehow never mentioned before; versus the reality where he's desperately declaring his love while she just tries to get away from him. I could go on and on but I won't.

》 He's a PC gamer. Plays source games, naturally, he's legally obligated to honestly. Sven Co-op is his bread and butter when it comes to distracting escapism through video games. It also allowed him to make a few online acquaintances, even if they couldn't fill the void of his lack of in-person social connections and he never got comfortable enough with them to foster any deeper meaningful friendships -- also due to the fact that he was fixated on Sophie and the validation he *wasn't* getting from her.

》 I also think the prescribed painkillers after his accident slingshotted him into getting addicted to opiods -- it's one of the most commonplace addictions in Sweden, and they often start out as prescript drugs. Sure, the morphine syringes could just be a gnarly way to do a health system, but I like to read too deeply into things.

[its-zur1]

How I imagine afterwar Eruri

Erwin and Levi parted ways for some time,

Erwin left to be alone, basically being hit with 'survivors guilt' after being the one whose sent so many people, even children to their deaths, and feeling like it wasn't fair for him to relax while his comrades died for the cause.

He thought about commiting suicide a couple of times, but silenced the thoughts by telling himself their sacrifices were the reason he's able to still breathe right now, and he should be grateful for that.

Levi, on the other hand, felt empty, and, he hated to admit it but he did, feel lonely. At first, he helped some citizens around, he was humanity's strongest, after all. Unfortunately for him, he grew weaker and weaker without Erwin's presence, and he didn't realise the reason behind it was his ackerbond. 'It's just old age finally catching up' he thought to himself. Then, he opened up a teashop.

A few months, maybe a halfyear later, Erwin decided to stop by. He hated that he had to bother Levi, thinking he might make him uncomfortable, that Levi wouldn't enjoy his presence, but he did, more than he thought he would. He even moved in.

They lived in a house with a built in teashop, one that's got books in it - which Erwin insisted on getting, and they were happy.

they also had a cat, that just happened to wander in their house, and they took it in.

Yet they still thought of eachother as friends, close friends, comrades, nothing more.

They lived together, yet slept in seperate rooms, helped eachother out, looking like a married couple. Only if they'd realised that's what the future held for them.

As a few weeks passed from Erwin's arrival / moving in to Levi's house, they both began feeling something more than a friendship. Best friends? They could've been, but this was more.

One day, Levi was shopping as Erwin was taking care of the teashop. He trusted him so much that he'd entrusted him his teashop for a couple of minutes, which he wouldn't let anyone do.

In the shop, he'd started realising, all the times there was tension between them, romantic tension, and it clicked. He stopped moving for a moment, before thinking more into it.

He'd been living with a man he'd loved most of his life without realising it.

And so did Erwin, except he had realised sooner, like always. However, he didnt want to make levi uncomfortable, as well as he felt like he didn't deserve to receive love after all he's done till now. Levi thought so similarly.

One evening, they closed the shop early, and went for a walk. They walked away from the city, admiring the view without the walls blocking it. They sat down on a bench infront of a lake, looking at it.

Then it happened, they both knew what to do, they talked, it got quiet, and they finally pressed their lips together, as if they'd done that a milion times before.

Then, they talked about their feelings, realising they were mutual, and both just relaxed together. For the first time ever, Levi felt like he'd be able to sleep soundly, without his insomnia bothering him.

After returning from their walk they had dinner in mostly silence, just appreciating eachothers company. As they finished eating, Levi finally spoke, inviting Erwin to his bedroom.

He never would've thought he'd be comfortable with sharing a bed, but it felt just right with Erwin. At first, it was awkward. Then Erwin shifted closer to Levi, placing a hand around his beloved, and they cuddled.

Neither of them had ever expected they'd do such thing, cuddling felt childish, yet it felt as such a right thing for them to do.

They haven't even expected that they'd both end up having sex. None of them had ever done that, for different reasons. Levi found it disgusting, and Erwin never needed to do such thing, he felt like he didn't deserve to be loved and to be the one to love Levi especially. yet they both did it, feeling satisfied, for once not thinking about anything but one another. It felt nice for both of them.

They then dated openly, even had a small wedding, their friends were invited, the ones that have survived at least. Everyone enjoyed it, even Levi, who hated loud parties yet laughed and smiled when Hange splashed wine on themseves and Moblit had to clean it, when Miche and Nanaba had to go outside, Miche claiming it was the smell, when Erwin and Levi kissed infront of everyone, when what used to be Levi's squad brought expensive gifts from foreign places.

Erwin still often gets flashbacks, and Levi calms him down with tea and always tries to comfort him.

But overall, they're happy together. they smile more often than ever. The most they've smiled was when the Levi’s squad met up at their teashop for Levi's 45th birtday, bringing their kids as well as their partners as a surprise.

They read books and drink tea in the evenings after closing their shop and calling it yet another perfect day of not having to worry about more than accidentally spilling tea.

They grow old together, sometimes Aruannie, Eremika, Yumihisu, Jeamarco, Sasha x Nicollo, Connie, come to visit them, bringing their children too, and they both live peacefully, enjoying their happily ever after.

They lived long enought, Erwin died first, Levi about a week and a half later. Dying of old age was a luxory they never thought they'd be able to afford.

They were burried together. None of them would ever have expected that people would've showed up to their funerals, bringing flowers. Their teashop was given to Mikasa, as she was the closest relative to Levi, and Erwin had none. Eremika then used it to raise their children there in honor of Erwin and Levi.

They both made it to the history books.

- apologies for any mistakes

[silkclan-gossip]

SilkClan Halfyear Recap

By Snakespeckle 🐾

Six moons. A lot can happen in that time—alliances form, hearts break, and enemies rise. I’ve been watching closely, and believe me, SilkClan has had no shortage of action. If you missed anything, don’t worry. Let me take you through the most memorable moments of our halfyear, including a few stories I can’t wait to see unfold.

Moon 1: The Seeds of Trouble

The beginning of this tale starts with a strange sight—me, Snakepaw, spotting a Twoleg playing with a kittypet near our borders. Odd, right? And things only got stranger from there. Duskkit, young and restless, was sick of Minkpelt’s strictness, and tensions simmered between our leader Basilstar and Larkweb. To no one’s surprise, Wisteriaspeckle brought back a whole chicken from the Twolegplace—always the bold one.

But beneath the surface, relationships were beginning to shift. Minkpelt had eyes for Pondquill—and while that hasn’t gone anywhere yet, I’m keeping watch. In the meantime, Burrowfleck reflected on a dream from StarClan, and I got some much-needed advice from Posyclaw about my feelings of failure.

Moon 2: New Bonds, Old Scars

Here’s where things start to get really interesting. Duskpaw—now deciding to embrace being nonbinary—confided in Basilstar about strange dreams, while Larkweb had a nasty encounter with a badger that left him scarred. Call me superstitious, but maybe that was StarClan’s way of warning him. I’m not shedding any tears.

On the softer side, Minkpelt convinced a loner family—Clear, Parsleykit, and Robinkit—to join the clan. Even though Clear met a loner named Nightcat and fell in love, tragedy struck when Nightcat died. Clear’s been struggling to move on, but I think they’ll find their way. And don’t think I missed Burrowfleck playing pranks on Posyclaw. I’ve been keeping an eye on those two, hoping it turns into something more.

Moon 3: Secrets and Regrets

This moon was full of whispers. Larkweb—ugh—spread a hurtful rumor that I couldn’t ignore, and that only fueled my desire to see him get what’s coming. He can try to be better all he wants after his badger scar incident, but I’ll be watching.

Meanwhile, relationships grew tighter, and cracks started to show. Burrowfleck considered taking on an apprentice, while Wisteriaspeckle dismissed some suspicious pawprints near the border. And I overheard Posyclaw sharing prey with Burrowfleck—those two, I swear, there’s something brewing there. Maybe Burrowfleck just needs a push.

But it wasn’t all tension—Larkweb and I played a few pranks, lightening the mood before Leafbare truly set in. Of course, it didn’t make me like him any more than before.

Moon 4: Love, Loss, and Secrets

The biggest twist this moon? Minkpelt’s secret lover, Streakminnow, joining the clan, and with her came Cliffscar, an injured she-cat she saved from the Thunderpath. While they’re both fitting in, things have been quieter between Minkpelt and Pondquill. Could that spark still be there? Time will tell.

But not all stories have happy endings. Clear heard the heartbreaking news of Nightcat’s death and has been trying to pick up the pieces ever since. On the leadership front, Basilstar had one of those days where nothing seemed to go right. I can’t say I blame her—Pondquill’s been acting weird too, mumbling something about going crazy. I’ll keep my distance.

Larkweb continues to eavesdrop and play games, but I’m waiting for the moment his secrets catch up with him.

Moon 5: Fractures Deepen, Friendships Bloom

Basilstar spent this moon quietly checking on the kits in the nursery while Pondquill slipped into a gloomier mood. But I’ve got my eye on Wisteriaspeckle—he’s been pulling pranks on Basilstar, but I can see the way he and Pondquill gravitate toward each other. Don’t think I haven’t noticed! I’m rooting for those two to make it happen.

I’ve also been paying attention to Burrowfleck and Posyclaw. They’ve been growing closer, and honestly, they’re one prank away from becoming something more. I’ve seen how Posyclaw looks at him, and Burrowfleck seems to be warming up. This could be the start of something special.

But not all stories are hopeful—Larkweb revealed his secret relationship with a MumbleClan cat. Forbidden love? More like foolishness. I’m just waiting for this to blow up in his face.

Moon 6: A Warrior’s Tale

And now, here we are—Basilstar named me, Snakespeckle, a warrior. Fearlessness got me here, and it’ll carry me forward. I couldn’t have done it without the clan, and let me tell you, it feels good to leave the apprentice days behind.

But while I’ve been celebrating, Robinpaw and Parsleypaw have started their training under Larkweb and Posyclaw. Robinpaw—that brave little tom—tossed a snake out of camp before it could cause any harm. He’ll make a fine warrior someday.

Love and tension continue to grow. Streakminnow and Duskpaw have started to understand each other better, while Minkpelt rethinks how he feels about Robinpaw, giving the young tom another chance. But here’s the kicker: Cliffscar overheard Basilstar bad-mouthing her, and that’s bound to cause trouble.

So much is happening beneath the surface. Wisteriaspeckle and Pondquill still haven’t made a move, but I’m hopeful. And let’s not forget Burrowfleck and Posyclaw. I’m crossing my paws for those two as well.

That’s the story so far, SilkClan. Friendships, love, and rivalries are brewing, and it’s only a matter of time before things really explode. You can bet I’ll be there, keeping an eye on everything. Till next moon, stay sharp and keep your secrets close—because I’m watching.

Snakespeckle 🐾

[chanif-art]

That sounds great wish many great ideas to come your way. As for me I am a bit stressed out because it was our version of a pre finals phase but I only have to take one last exam and then I’m done till the next halfyear

-🐺

I am sure that you’ve done well and seamlessly🙌🏻✨

[artezfashiondesignarnhem]

halfyear assessment [schouw] Fashion Design BA 2nd year fashion illustration - menswear

[babyawacs]

#meh #andnow #nowyouknow @bbc_whys @all @world

#meh #andnow #nowyouknow #ifyou are decoyed like fools findsth anything something with shixt they did 30years ago: this case by edu d u r a t i o n the only relevant factor besides layer lacks the 12th grade in southgerman highest schoolform the 13th is halfyear repetition but the 11th was done twice the grades from problematised : to overproblematised : ‎to open rebellion 10thgrade : 11th : 11th…

[ivanvew]

💚😭 lil ole me got tag gamed ohoho

1. my handwriting:3

2. academics lol ever since like grade school and all the way to now 😭 comes at a price of being incredibly neuroutic

3. have been crazy grinding active with things that aren't school and work (including this blog lmao) this past halfyear and i think thats neat

4. my fuckin plushies/stuffed toys bröther i have like 15 and still semiimpulsively getting more ahh

5. doing my best to make the lives of aquaintances maybe just a teensy bit more manageable yk

Share 5 things you like about yourself publicly, then tag 5 followers you want to get to know better!

Ummmm

I like my art ability

I like my hair

I like my writing

I like my skills with animals

I like my face

@ivanvew @yes-my-paladin @enisywrites @femtocloaca @woosked

Give me insight into your personalities 👁👁

[meliigraphys-life]

𝖱𝖾́𝗀𝖾𝗇 𝗆𝗎𝗍𝖺𝗍𝗍𝖺𝗆 𝗆𝖺́𝗋 𝗆𝖾𝗀 𝖺 #moodtracker-öm 🤍

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Ugye, már eltelt a 2021-es év fele (𝑠𝑎𝑗𝑛𝑜𝑠 𝑣𝑎𝑔𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑚 𝑠𝑎𝑗𝑛𝑜𝑠, 𝑑𝑒 𝑔𝑦𝑜𝑟𝑠 𝑙𝑒́𝑝𝑡𝑒𝑘𝑘𝑒𝑙 ℎ𝑎𝑙𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑧 𝑖𝑑𝑜̋) 😵‍💫

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Sokat gondolkodtam (𝑚𝑎́𝑟 𝑎𝑧 𝑒́𝑣 𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑗𝑒 𝑜́𝑡𝑎), hogy mikor fedjem fel a színek jelentését, hogy vajon már év elején vagy jó lesz az az év felénél, de arra jutottam, hogy majd év végén fogok egy szín reveal-t csinálni 🎨

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Ahogy látszik is, májusban/májustól elég sok sárga helyet kapott.. nem véletlenül. Annyit viszont már most elárulok, hogy a 2 legpozitívabb szín a 𝒍𝒊𝒍𝒂 𝒆́𝒔 𝒂 𝒌𝒆́𝒌, utánuk a 𝒓𝒐́𝒛𝒔𝒂𝒔𝒛í𝒏 számít pozitívnak. És május elejétől már hármas szín kombó is volt 💜💙

(((𝐴𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑎𝑠𝑠, 𝑗𝑜́𝑙 𝑙𝑎́𝑡𝑠𝑧𝑖𝑘, ℎ𝑜𝑔𝑦 𝒋𝒖́𝒏𝒊𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝑐𝑠𝑎𝑘 2𝑥 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑡 𝒍𝒊𝒍𝒂-𝒌𝒆́𝒌 𝑝𝑎́𝑟𝑜𝑠í𝑡𝑎́𝑠. 𝐼𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑣𝑒 𝑎𝑧 𝑒𝑙𝑠𝑜̋ 𝒏𝒂𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒔 𝑗𝑒𝑙𝑜̈𝑙𝑒́𝑠 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑔𝑡𝑜̈𝑟𝑡𝑒́𝑛𝑡.. 𝒂́𝒑𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒊𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏, 𝒎𝒂́𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝑒́𝑠 𝒋𝒖́𝒏𝒊𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝑖𝑠 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑡 1. 𝐸́𝑠 𝑐𝑠𝑎𝑘 𝑟𝑒𝑚𝑒́𝑙𝑛𝑖 𝑡𝑢𝑑𝑜𝑚, ℎ𝑜𝑔𝑦 𝒋𝒖́𝒍𝒊𝒖𝒔𝒃𝒂𝒏 𝑚𝑎́𝑟 𝑛𝑒𝑚 𝑙𝑒𝑠𝑧! 𝐼𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑣𝑒 𝒛𝒐̈𝒍𝒅 𝑖𝑠 𝑣𝑜𝑙𝑡 𝑒𝑔𝑦 𝑗𝑜́𝑝𝑎́𝑟𝑠𝑧𝑜𝑟..)))

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Ha így, ilyen gyorsan megy az idő, akkor az év végével együtt a #colourreveal is hamarosan itt lesz. Már nem kell olyan sokat várni rá! 🙏🏻

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(𝐴𝑧 𝑎 𝑐𝑠𝑜𝑑𝑎𝑠𝑧𝑒́𝑝 𝑘𝑎𝑟𝑘𝑜̈𝑡𝑜̋ 𝑚𝑒𝑔 𝑎𝑧 𝑒́𝑛 𝒄𝒔𝒐𝒅𝒂́𝒍𝒂𝒕𝒐𝒔 𝒃𝒂𝒓𝒂́𝒕𝒏𝒐̋𝒎𝒕𝒐̋𝒍 𝑣𝑎𝑛 💝 𝑎 𝑠𝑧𝑜𝑘𝑎́𝑠𝑜𝑠 𝑚𝑒𝑔𝑘𝑒́𝑠𝑒𝑡𝑡 𝑘𝑎𝑟𝑎́𝑐𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑦𝑖-𝑠𝑧𝑢̈𝑙𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑝𝑖 𝑎𝑗𝑎́𝑛𝑑𝑒́𝑘 𝑔𝑦𝑎𝑛𝑎́𝑛𝑡, 𝑚𝑒𝑟𝑡 𝑢𝑔𝑦𝑒 “𝙟𝙤𝙗𝙗 𝙠𝙚��𝙨𝙤̋𝙗𝙗, 𝙢𝙞𝙣𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙝𝙖!“)

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IG; meliigraphy ✨

[rubrumosculum]

al mio amato principe,

brandire una penna ed una risma di candidi fogli è da sempre stata una vocazione, per me, e tu lo sai più di chiunque altro. all’età di sette anni mi lasciavo inglobare totalmente dall’immaginazione, senza lasciar spazio ad alcuno sprazzo di realtà, e scrivere era l’unico modo che avevo per poterla sfogare. mi sfogavo a suon di strofe pregne d’intime confidenze, tra me ed i miei diari, ma anche a colpi di poesie e filastrocche che non avrei mai fatto leggere a nessuno, poiché il coraggio m’è sempre mancato. se prima scrivere era un modo per materializzare i puerili desideri della mia contorta mente, crescendo, è divenuto un rifugio. un po’ come il disegno per la bellissima raperonzolo, l’inchiostro è da sempre stato il mio amico più fidato. i versi che ricamavo pian piano sul liscio bianco erano gl’invisibili muri che mi creavo quando credevo che non m’avrebbe mai capita nessuno. tuttavia, come ogni peripezia degna d’un’umile fanciulla, questa piccola e segreta passione ha trovato il giusto clima per potersi evolvere come lo sbocciare dei melograni dai loro vellutati petali. un clima mite e temperato, scandito dai più delicati monsoni che sibilano il nome d’un principe proveniente da molto, molto lontano. a distanza di mesi e mesi, sono lieta di poterlo elogiare come il più celebre dei salvatori, perché quell’accogliente giaciglio costellato dal giusto clima, dal giusto periodo, dalle correnti più calorose ed amabili, sei tu, yoon jeonghan. tu, che con la medesima soavità del più catartico nontiscordardimé in germoglio, mi sei scoppiato nel cuore. le affusolate dita, le più aggraziate, eleganti e soffici che il creato abbia mai plasmato dai primordiali attimi dei suoi vagiti neonatali, m’hanno sfiorata come nessuno aveva mai fatto in precedenza e come mai accadrà finché ogni galassia del cosmo non esalerà l’ultimo respiro. non è di certo la prima volta che contemplo le grandi terminazioni che tanto amo — e tu ne sei consapevole —, ma devi anche capire che nasce tutto da lì. su quei celestini palmi fluiscono le venature più dolci da cui centellinerei acqua, aria, amore e devozione per l’eternità. su quei palmi si basa l’inizio della favola più melensa che sia mai stata scritta e non solo: m’hai aiutata a cominciare — a cominciare davvero, jeonghan. m’hai stretto le dita con cotanta dedizione, brama e delicatezza da farmi accorgere che io, nella vita, avrei voluto trovare un principe che mi tenesse per mano nello stesso modo in cui lo facevi tu. camminavamo insieme e, ad ogni passo, realizzavo quanto fossero armoniose le nostre impronte; avanzavano in egual modo, col medesimo scalpitio del cuore infante che possiedo, con quella curiosità di scoprire il mondo che per sempre mi ricondurrà al tuo, di mondo. e non lo nego, amore mio, io, di te, devo ancora scoprire tante cose. ma in questi sei mesi, in questo mezzo anno di perpetuo benessere, ho imparato che, quando ridi, i tuoi occhietti diventano due mezzelune da baciare bonariamente, piega per piega, ciglio dopo ciglio. ho imparato che, quando ti concentri, le grandi spalle che tanto amo lambire s’irrigidiscono e la calda lingua che bacerei fino allo sfinimento fa sempre capolino oltre la morbida corolla di quell’osculo che mi manda fuori di testa ogni volta che realizzo di aver l’onore di poterlo contemplare in primo piano. ho imparato, amore mio, che non esiste kim jungeun senza yoon jeonghan, gli scarlatti papaveri in assenza dei loro blu nontiscordardimé e dei vellutati petali dalle sfumature color glicine — per me non può esistere una sola landa senza queste tonalità emblematiche; senza i morbidissimi e giovanissimi denti di leone, senza la loro matura versione pregna d’infruttescenze pronte a svolazzare lontane, grazie ai caldi soffi portanti i desideri ch’esprimiamo senza remore alcuno.

in questi sei mesi, jeonghan, ho avuto modo di scoprire l’amore, un sentimento tanto sconosciuto ai neofiti battiti in me desti, da sembrar quasi una fantasia comune ed irraggiungibile da me medesima. quel sentimento che ho imparato a leggere sulla soglia del nostro matariki — quale dolce trovata, quella del capodanno neozelandese, non trovi? era scritta nelle stelle, la nostra resa. l’arresa più melliflua di tutti i tempi, quella del primo giugno duemilaventi: il secondo miracolo più purificante che mi sia capitato! e se non lo metto al primo posto, mio carissimo amore, è perché la tua esistenza lo supera egregiamente e mi culla sino alla commozione totalizzante da cui mi lascio sopraffare senz’innalzare inutili protezioni, poiché da te non vorrei mai proteggermi. piuttosto, ti supplicherei fino allo sfinimento di rimanere al mio fianco, circondati dai bordi sconfinati del regno di nontiscordardimé. perché, ne sono più sicura che mai, io desidero consumare tutto l’amore che scaturiscono le mie particelle solo ed unicamente per te. desidero assistere al primo e all’infinitesimo anniversario della vigilia del nostro matariki e poi, successivamente, a quest’ultimo. desidero scrivere per te e, soprattutto, con te, tomi su tomi, condurre un amore all’insegna d’una raccolta epistolare degna dei più celebri esponenti letterari. perché tu, con quell’ecosistema dalle note azzurrine, hai impugnato la lillipuziana mano ancorata alla sua adorata penna e hai iniziato a scavalcare il blocco dello scrittore da cui era stata affetta per diversi tempi. quell’immensa e confortevole mano, ora, vorrei m’accompagnasse per l’eternità; stretta alla mia, affianco alla mia, sempre pronta a correggere sbavature d’ortografia e di vita, a colmare le lacune che s’intervallano tra un paragrafo e l’altro, a mettere un punto quando serve e ad andare a capo quando è ora di rialzarsi. mi prometti, amore mio, che assisteremo all’unisono alla stesura dei nostri destini uniti? alla stesura della favola più poetica che sia mai esistita al mondo? io, dal mio canto, ti prometto che ti terrò la mano quando concepiremo le più morbide e dolci liaison di tutti i capolavori universali. ti prometto, in completa sicurezza, che io, kim jungeun, non lascerò mai la tua mano, neanche quando non avremo più le forze per reggere una penna, per alzarci o anche solo per aprire le palpebre. io, per te, troverò sempre la forza e la voglia di vivere, anche in silenzio, dormiente, in balia d’una melensa contemplazione dell’amore che si protrarrà anche quando gli esploratori troveranno una fine all’infinito e sarà allora che sorpasserà l’insormontabile. troverò sempre la forza per tenerti la mano, anche quando il mio crine sarà costellato da fili argentati; quando mi mancherà qualche dente; quando macchie al caffè e solchi pregni delle avventure che ci saremo lasciati alle spalle mi segneranno l’epidermide. in quei momenti di pura e tenera anzianità, avrò ancora le forze per voltarmi, sollevare le ciglia slavate e guardarti con gli stessi occhi sorridenti che oggi identifica il mio viso ogni volta che si rivolge in corrispondenza tua. avrò ancora la forza di sussurrarti, col filo di voce che mi rimarrà, le dolci parole che continueranno ad arricchire i nostri vocabolari. per te, yoon jeonghan, avrò sempre la forza d’amare e di dirti che mi piacerai ancora alla follia, così come mi piaci oggi; che t’amerò come t’amo oggi. e, te lo giuro solennemente, son certa che ti amerò anche di più, perché l’affetto, la complicità, la fiducia e la devozione che ci uniscono sono in costante progresso, mio angelo. in quei giorni, come ormai da tempo, ti rammenterò che sei il mio unico e sarò fiera, mio dolce jeongie, di ricordarti che sei il mio ultimo, con un sorriso sulle labbra, anche ad un soffio dall’aldilà e oltre.

 eternamente tua,

kim jungeun

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