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“It was you who wasn’t paying attention.”

“It was you who wasn’t paying attention.”

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We’re fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction.


Plutarch Heavensbee (via babblingbubbles)

This is so applicable to today as well…

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Hunger Games Article in Entertainment Weekly
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or you can go here

Hunger Games Article in Entertainment Weekly

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or you can go here

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Peeta!

Peeta!

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boywiththesnares:

acciohedwig:

Speaking of Finnick… I think this sums up what Finnick should be.

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boywiththesnares:

acciohedwig:

Speaking of Finnick… I think this sums up what Finnick should be.

:]]]]

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“Ally. Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I’ll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out. The problem is, I can’t tell what’s real anymore, and what’s made up.”

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howigo:

Mockingjay, by Suzanne Collins

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happybeinginsane:

And though my edges may be rough And never feel I’m quite enough It may not seem like very much But I’m yours 

happybeinginsane:

And though my edges may be rough 
And never feel I’m quite enough 
It may not seem like very much 
But I’m yours 

(Source: willherondale)

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happybeinginsane:

‘This has to stop. Right now. This — this — game you two play, where you tell each other secrets but keep them from me like I’m too inconsequential or stupid or weak to handle them.’
‘It’s not like that Peeta —’ I begin.
‘It’s exactly like that!’ he yells at me. ‘I have people I care about, too, Katniss! Family and friends back in District twelve who will be just as dead as yours if we don’t pull this thing off. So, after all went through in the arena, don’t I even rate the truth from you?’
Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins

happybeinginsane:

‘This has to stop. Right now. This — this — game you two play, where you tell each other secrets but keep them from me like I’m too inconsequential or stupid or weak to handle them.’

‘It’s not like that Peeta —’ I begin.

‘It’s exactly like that!’ he yells at me. ‘I have people I care about, too, Katniss! Family and friends back in District twelve who will be just as dead as yours if we don’t pull this thing off. So, after all went through in the arena, don’t I even rate the truth from you?’

Catching Fire by Suzanne Collins

(Source: willherondale)

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pickgems:

Day 1: Your favorite character: Peeta Mellark
THG Challenge Graphics Redone

pickgems:

Day 1: Your favorite character: Peeta Mellark

THG Challenge Graphics Redone

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zane-:

“So that day, in music assembly, the teacher asked who knew the valley song. Your hand shot right up in the air. She stood you up on a stool and had you sing it for us. And I swear, every bird outside the windows fell silent,” Peeta says.

zane-:

“So that day, in music assembly, the teacher asked who knew the valley song. Your hand shot right up in the air. She stood you up on a stool and had you sing it for us. And I swear, every bird outside the windows fell silent,” Peeta says.

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