guys, the thing is: i’m going to travel this week, so i won’t be able to use tumblr until friday… xx
gente, eu vou viajar e tals ai eu só volto sexta, ok ? não preciso nem dizer que vou sentir saudades
“No one really needs me,” he says, and there’s no self pity in his voice. It’s true his family doesn’t need him. They will mourn him, as will a handful of friends. But they will get on. Even Haymitch, with the help of a lot of white liquor, will get on. I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.
you held your head like a hero,
on a history book page.
it was the end of a decade,
but the start of an age.
she crept up on me
