You do love him. I’m not saying in what way. Maybe you don’t know yourself. But anyone paying attention could see how much you care about him.
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Showing posts with label the Hunger Games. Show all posts
Showing posts with label the Hunger Games. Show all posts
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
Monday, November 24, 2014
— Mockingjay
““But his arms are there to comfort me, and eventually his lips. On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway. That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that. So after, when he whispers, “You love me. Real or not real?” I tell him “Real.””
Saturday, July 12, 2014
Sunday, April 13, 2014
Friday, April 4, 2014
Monday, March 3, 2014
Sunday, February 23, 2014
That’s how they tortured her in the Capitol.
"That’s how they tortured her in the Capitol. Soaked her and then used electric shocks," says Haymitch. I think of the way Johanna never showers. How she forced herself into the rain like it was acid that day.
Monday, February 17, 2014
Monday, February 10, 2014
And the blood in these veins
And the blood in these veins
Isn’t pumping any less than it ever has
And that’s the hope I have
The only thing that I know is keeping
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
All I was doing was trying to keep Peeta and myself alive.
All I was doing was trying to keep Peeta and myself alive. Any act of rebellion was purely coincidental. But when the Capitol decrees that only one tribute can live and you have the audacity to challenge it, I guess that’s a rebellion in itself. My only defense was pretending that I was driven insane by a passionate love for Peeta. So we were both allowed to live. To be crowned victors. To go home and celebrate and wave goodbye to the cameras and be left alone. Until now.
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