We manage the darkness as we did in the arena, wrapped in each other’s arms, guarding against dangers that can descend at any moment.

☆ like my latest instagram post and i’ll like yours ☆

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.

artist-chan:

optimussentinel:

ur-supposed-to-say-jerk:

thepizzakitty:

i hate pants that make it look like i have a boner when i sit but then i remember im a girl but i still worry that somebody will think i have a boner

SOMEONE UNDERSTANDS

Do… Girls really worry about this?

yes

officialwhitegirls:

communistbakery:

never gonna give y

odelling lessons

I am not pretty, I am not beautiful. I am radiant as the sun.