I’m sorry.

(via one-man-and-his-moose)

hungoverhaymitch:

Go ahead. One of us should go home.

One of has to die,

they have to have their victor.

(Source: canalcat, via tributeofpanem)

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geaimocoeur:

_{When sadness was the sea, you taught me how to swim.}

(via gnny)

“Are you preparing for another war, Plutarch?” I ask.

“Oh, not now. Now we’re in that sweet period where everyone agrees that our recent horrors should never be repeated,” he says. “But collective thinking is usually short-lived. We’re fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self-destruction. Although who knows? Maybe this will be it, Katniss.”

“What?” I ask.

“The time it sticks.”

(Source: youshouldhaveletmesleep, via tom-hardys-nipples)

(via sirspade-deactivated20120816)

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I remember tears streaming down your face
When I said, I’ll never let you go
When all those shadows almost killed your light

(via theworldinyourpocket)

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gigglemonster:

gale is mine. i am his.

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