"it’s has been my long-held wish to see you die with a hole in your chest."
Even if you say ”Ah God, why?”
Or cry ”I can’t take it anymore”
You’re this tragedy’s "queen"
mazume week: touch"Touch. It is touch that is the deadliest enemy of chastity, loyalty, monogamy, gentility with its codes and conventions and restraints. By touch we are betrayed and betray others … an accidental brushing of shoulders or touching of hands … hands laid on shoulders in a gesture of comfort that lies like a thief, that takes, not gives, that wants, not offers, that awakes, not pacifies. When one flesh is waiting, there is electricity in the merest contact.”