District 11. If we burn, you burn with us. TEAM PEETA.

“I’m not allowed to bet, but if I could I’d bet on you.”
May 24th 2012 at 07:50AM | 1,230 notes
I can hardly recognize myself in the cracked mirror that leans against the wall.
May 15th 2012 at 03:06PM | 2,324 notes
May 15th 2012 at 03:05PM | 912 notes
they can’t hurt me. i’m not like the rest of you. there’s no one left i love.
May 15th 2012 at 03:05PM | 433 notes
I told her I would try to win for her.
May 14th 2012 at 09:22PM | 934 notes
May 14th 2012 at 09:21PM | 223 notes
lettersfromtributes: [[Dear Finnick, My heart broke when you died, and I’ll never get over it. Every time I think of you, I tear up. The most simple things can make me bawl. You’re distracting, and I love it. Love, One of your fans P.S. Can I have a sugar cube for the road?]]
May 14th 2012 at 07:04PM | 75 notes
May 14th 2012 at 07:04PM | 75 notes
Twirl for me…
May 14th 2012 at 06:16PM | 1,555 notes
May 14th 2012 at 06:16PM | 3,211 notes
May 14th 2012 at 06:15PM | 105 notes
“Society should inspire to be more like us”.
May 14th 2012 at 06:15PM | 1,043 notes
May 14th 2012 at 06:15PM | 8 notes
May 14th 2012 at 06:15PM | 285 notes
May 14th 2012 at 06:14PM | 387 notes
theme by modernise
Tumblr Cursors