The odds are never in our favor.
The odds are never in our favor.
It’s impossible to be the Mockingjay. Impossible to complete even this one sentence. Because now I know that everything I say will be taken out on Peeta.
Catching Fire portraits.
as i whisper in your ear,
i want to fucking tear you apart
i’m just action
and at other times reaction
“Not like this. He wanted it to be real.”
Ally.” Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. “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.