“and while I was talking, the idea of actually losing Peeta hit me again and I realized how much I don’t want him to die. and it’s not about the sponsors. and it’s not about what will happen when we get home. and it’s not just that I don’t want to be alone. it’s him. I do not want to lose the boy with the bread”
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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”.
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“And remember this. I’m not allowed to bet, but if I could, my money would be on you.”
“Truly?” I whisper.
“Truly,” says Cinna. He leans down and kisses me on the forehead. “Good luck, girl on fire.” And then a glass cylinder is lowering around me, breaking our handhold, cutting him off from me. He taps his fingers under his chin. Head high.
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“Your favorite color…it’s green?” “That’s right!” Then I think of something to add. “And yours is orange.” “Orange?” He seems unconvinced. “Not bright orange, but soft. Like the sunset.” I say. “At least, that’s what you told me once.” “Oh…” He closes his eyes briefly, maybe trying to conjure up that sunset, then nods his head. “Thank you.” But then more words tumble out. “You’re a painter. You’re a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea, and you always double-knot your shoelaces.” Then, I dive into my tent before I do something stupid, like cry.
So this afternoon I promised myself that I would stop reblogging Hunger Games posts, because it’s getting to be obsessive. And then this happened.
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“Thank you for your consideration,” I say. Then I give a slight bow and walk straight toward the exit without being dismissed.
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I’ve consistently gotten chills every time I watch her volunteer.
“Did you love Annie right away, Finnick?” I ask.
“No.” a long time passes before he adds, “She crept up on me.“
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twentysomethingadventures: March 23. So Excited!
Re-reading The Hunger Games and I am so excited for the movie and everything associated with it and this song is just so pretty omg.
I want a lot of things in this world, but topping that list would be a puppy.
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