dope-and-rainbows started following you

•  famous
•  taken
•  twice my age
•  not real
•  dead
•  gay

demarches:

‘Shoot me.’ That’s what he was mouthing. I was supposed to shoot him! That was my job. That was our unspoken promise, all of us, to one another. And I didn’t do it and now the Capitol will kill him or torture him or hijack him or— the cracks begin opening inside me, threatening to break me into pieces. Mockingjay p.344

I start screaming for Gale. I can’t find him in the throng, but he will know what I want. A good clean shot to end it all. Only there’s no arrow, no bullet. Is it possible he can’t see me? No. Above us, on the giant screens placed around the City Circle, everyone can watch the whole thing being played out. He sees, he knows, but he doesn’t follow through. Just as I didn’t when he was captured. Sorry excuses for friends. Both of us.   I’m on my own. Mockingjay p.374

#when the time came; neither of them could save each other #because saving meant killing and they aren’t wired that way #they survive together; for each other; with each other #they are each other’s survival

allofthisiswrong:

“She said, ‘She’s a survivor, that one.’ She is,” says Peeta. Suddenly I’m behind the bakery and I can feel the chill of the rain running down my back, the hollowness in my belly. I sound eleven years old when I speak. “But only because someone helped me.” (…) I bite my lip and stalk back to my room, making sure Peeta can hear the door slam. I sit on the bed, hating Haymitch, hating Peeta, hating myself for mentioning that day long ago in the rain.

The girls of The Hunger Games.

But what she doesn’t know, and what he does, is that the ax will return. And when it flies back over the ledge, it buried itself in her head. The cannon sounds, her body is removed, and the trumpets blow to announce Haymitch’s victory.

• Fans who haven't read the books: GJHGF can't wait to see what happens next
• Cinna fans: OMG I WANT TO SEE THE DRESSES
• Major book fans: I wonder if they'll stick to the original plot
• Other fans: I wonder what the arena will look like.
• Me: Let. Me. See. Finnick Odair.

“Leave the district. Run off. Live in the woods. You and I, we could make it.”