~Diane~ ~(·_·)~

“Put a little lemon juice in your hair at the
beginning of spring, and you’ll have natural
highlights by the end of summer.”
― Lisa Greenwald, My Life in Pink & Green

“Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where they strung up a man they say murdered three. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.” The mockingjays begin to alter their songs as they become aware of my new offering. “Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where the dead man called out for his love to flee. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.” I have the birds’ attention now. In one more verse, surely they will have captured the melody, as it’s simple and repeats four times with little variation. “Are you, are you Coming to the tree Where I told you to run, so we’d both be free. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.” A hush in the trees. Just the rustle of leaves in the breeze. But no birds, mockingjay or other. Peeta’s right. They do fall silent when I sing. Just as they did for my father. “Are you, are you Coming to the tree Wear a necklace of rope, side by side with me. Strange things did happen here No stranger would it be If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.”
― Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay

“Hope is one of the most priceless riches.”
― Aliza Fogelson, The Lending Library

“But how much catharsis does one person need? It’s as though you’re drugging yourself with other people’s happy endings.”
― Aliza Fogelson, The Lending Library