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In the woods waits the only person with whom I can be myself. Gale.
BOOOOO hate this guy soo bad
My real name is Katniss,
never realized she never told us her name until several pages in
His rages seem pointless to me, although I never say
she was fr setting everything up since the first book like wheww girl
The rules of the Hunger Games are simple. In punishment for the uprising, each of the twelve districts must provide one girl and one boy, called tributes, to participate.
Hadn’t I done everything? Taken the tesserae, refused to let her do the same? One slip. One slip in thousands. The odds had been entirely in her favor. But it hadn’t mattered.
every thing you do to protect those you love ultimately amounts to nothing in the grand scheme of things
So instead of acknowledging applause, I stand there unmoving while they take part in the boldest form of dissent they can manage. Silence. Which says we do not agree. We do not condone. All of this is wrong.
It means thanks, it means admiration, it means good-bye to someone you love.
i had forgotten the meaning of it over time… rhis is beautiful
Peeta Mellark.
AND THATS BAE!!!!!!
It didn’t occur to me until the next morning that the boy might have burned the bread on purpose. Might have dropped the loaves into the flames, knowing it meant being punished, and then delivered them to me.
everlark we love you
A kind Peeta Mellark is far more dangerous to me than an unkind one.
For the first time, I look at him and realize that ablaze with the fake flames, he is dazzling. And I must be, too.
RAHHHHH LETS GO EVERLARK
“Where do you suppose they were going?” he asks.
eek foreshadowing !!
I am not pretty. I am not beautiful. I am as radiant as the sun.
“Because . . . because . . . she came here with me.”
jaw. dropping.
Only . . . I want to die as myself.
he is so real for this… she clowns him in the book but in a place like the capital so heavily fabricated and being dressed up and paraded like a lamb to slaughter its easy to lose yourself in it if you do not have a sense of identity to begin with
“I don’t want them to change me in there. Turn me into some kind of monster that I’m not.”
a painful read knowing the future
ugh, the names the people in District 1 give their children are so ridiculous
Sick and disoriented, I’m able to form only one thought: Peeta Mellark just saved my life.
Rue’s death has forced me to confront my own fury against the cruelty, the injustice they inflict upon us.
Then his eyes open, unmistakably blue in the brown mud and green leaves.
*vine boom sound*
“Why? You know why,” Peeta says.
she is so painfully oblivious
It’s him. I do not want to lose the boy with the bread.
This is the first kiss where I actually feel stirring inside my chest. Warm and curious.
YAAAASSS me pretending like the next 2 books aren’t more painful than this
“Then for the next eleven years, I tried to work up the nerve to talk to you.”
peeta at the reaping: yaaass forced proximity !!! fake dating au!!!
“Oh, that’s right. That’s what I was thinking,” he says. “Scoot over, I’m freezing.”
at 11 years old i did not realize how smooth peeta was…
And he goes on about how he loves me, what life would be without me
PEETA MELLARK I LOVE TOU
He stops to gather a bunch of wildflowers for me.
</3 he is sooo… i would have folded
“Katniss?” He drops my hand and I take a step, as if to catch my balance. “It was all for the Games,” Peeta says. “How you acted.”
one of the worst moments of both my childhood & adult life
His voice isn’t angry. It’s hollow, which is worse. Already the boy with the bread is slipping away from me.
