A hoarse voice asks a question. “No, I’m sorry. There’s no way I can get you to Four. But I’ve given special orders for her retrieval if possible. It’s the best I can do, Finnick…” He [Finnick] croaks out something else. Something heavy with despair…“Don’t be stupid. That’s the worst thing you could do. Get her killed for sure. As long as you’re alive, they’ll keep her alive for bait,” says Haymitch.
I did ask her out once, though. It was the first day of freshman year. She even laughed. Told me to come back when the bike I rode to school had an engine, not a chain.
→ An endless list of fictional or historical “characters” I can’t help but worship→ Katniss Everdeen (The Hunger Games)
do you ever just realise you’re almost an adult and you have no money
You don’t measure love in time. You measure love in transformation. What the heart cares about is resonance. Resonance that opens it, resonance that enlivens it, resonance that calls it home. And when it finds it, the transformation begins…
There’s always a flaw in the system.