ok so i tried to do this
AND LOOK WHAT FUCKING HAPPENED
Its like midnight but I cant stop laughing help
YEAH THATS A BRILLIANT IDEA UNTIL YOU REMEMBER THAT TOASTERS F UCKING EJECT THEIR PRECIOUS CARGO ONTO THE VOID OF DESPAIR THAT IS YOUR NASTY RATCHET ASS KITCHENETTE FLOOR
GUYS I JUST DID THIS AND MY TOASTER SET ON FIRE
“If you’re spending your entire early 20s chasing the next party, what are you running away from? That’s not a badass. What’s badass is when you can sit through your problems and feel emotions when you don’t want to have them. […] And now, as hard as it may be, I will do that. That’s what makes me a badass. Being a badass is handling your shit.”
"can you talk about something other than Doctor Who?"
NO YOU WON’T
the scariest thing about the Hunger Games films is when Caesar Flickerman legitimately makes you smile because he is the one that turns this twisted fight to the death into mindless entertainment for the masses and in that moment you realize that just for a second it worked on you.
I stop his lips with a kiss. I feel that thing again. The thing I only felt once before. In the cave last year, when I was trying to get Haymitch to send us food. I kissed Peeta about a thousand times during those Games and after. But there was only one kiss that made me feel something stir deep inside. Only one that made me want more. But my head wound started bleeding and he made me lie down. This time, there is nothing but us to interrupt us. And after a few attempts, Peeta gives up on talking. The sensation inside me grows warmer and spreads out from my chest, down through my body, out along my arms and legs, to the tips of my being. Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of making my need greater. I thought I was something of an expert on hunger, but this is an entirely new kind.
Call my name and save me from the dark
Bid my blood to run
Before I come undone
Save me from the nothing I’ve become