howtoprotectpeeta:

We cross the room, but in the doorway, Haymitch voice stops us. “Katniss, when you’re in the arena,” he begins. Then he pauses. He’s scowling in a way that makes me sure I’ve already disaapointed him. “What?” I ask defensively. “You just remember who the enemy is,” Haymitch tells me. “That’s all. Now go on. Get out of here.”

for Marie

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The Second Quarter Quell (x)

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I am going back to the arena.

I am going back to the arena.

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mynightmaresareaboutlosingyou:

tieknots:

jawshta:

MY GOD PEETA LOOKS SO GREAT OMG HE’S SO BEAUTIFUL

ADJOSIFDEBNHOIENOIWOIHOWO
MY BABY IS SO HANDSOME

DYING 
OH MY GOD 
PITA


OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

mynightmaresareaboutlosingyou:

tieknots:

jawshta:

MY GOD PEETA LOOKS SO GREAT OMG HE’S SO BEAUTIFUL

ADJOSIFDEBNHOIENOIWOIHOWO

MY BABY IS SO HANDSOME

DYING 

OH MY GOD 

PITA

OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD

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You can call me Lily Evans, a girl who likes things. I spend way too much time crying over Ten/Rose and Jily for my own good, I write until my fingers bleed while singing loudly, and my goal in life is to be a Canadian prostitute.

I also walk around in my bra in case my brother's attractive friends are over because I'm a slag and have great tits.

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just our hands clasped so tight