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A dream that was.
A story never told.
A voice that wasn't heard.
Trying to survive.

I am.

With a helluva lot of
reblogging goin' on.
♪ Annie ♪
2.2; Female; July 10; Chinese.

--> I am learning.
--> I am not perfect.
--> I can't always be happy.
--> I am sensitive.
--> I have problems.
--> I am real.

❝ Peeta and I grow back together. There are still moments when he clutches the back of a chair and hangs on until the flashbacks are over. I wake screaming from nightmares of mutts and lost children. But his arms are there to comfort me. And eventually his lips. On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway. That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. 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 I 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.” ❞

- Katniss Everdeen, Mockingjay (via papillonlavender)

I just finished Mockingjay.

Leave me to wallow in my depression.

Be back whenever.



My bad.

I just got Mockingjay from my friend today and I read up to ch 3 in the free hour I had at school.

I was listening to Safe & Sound by Taylor Swift from The Hunger Games soundtrack.

My mistake. I was so depressed by the time I got to the second page.




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