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ehco:

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the 76th Hunger Games.

“I just want someone who won’t get annoyed when I text them six times or in all caps. Someone I can go on long drives with and can sing along to the radio with. Someone I can eat pizza with at 2am and kiss at 6pm. Someone who chooses me everyday and never thinks twice about it.”

–(via bl-ossomed)

hedwix-blog:

weasley is our king;

fearwakes:

I’m soppy and I do like to believe that when the right person comes along, it will work, because you want to make it work. Everyone else seems to manage it.

ennobaria:

“I am Cinna’s bird, ignited, flying frantically to escape something inescapable. The feathers of flame that grow from my body. Beating my wings only fans the blaze. I consume myself, but to no end. Finally, my wings begin to falter, I lose height, and gravity pulls me into a foamy sea the color of Finnick’s eyes. I float on my back, which continues to burn beneath the water, but the agony quiets to pain. When I am adrift and unable to navigate, that’s when they come. The dead.
The ones I loved fly as birds in the open sky above me. Soaring, weaving, calling to me to join them. I want so badly to follow them, but the seawater saturates my wings, making it impossible to lift them. The ones I hated have taken to the water, horrible scaled things that tear my salty flesh with needle teeth. Biting again and again. Dragging me beneath the surface.
The small white bird tinged in pink dives down, buries her claws in my chest, and tries to keep me afloat. "No, Katniss! No! You can’t go!“
But the ones I hated are winning, and if she clings to me, she’ll be lost as well. “Prim, let go!” And finally she does.”

I do care, Clarke.

uniteeverlark:

Jennifer Lawrence at The Sunset Towers in Beverly Hills with friends and family.

sciottmccall-archive-deactivate:

the 100 ladies (2/?)
octavia blake

stinkingmutt:

it is the things we l o v e most that d e s t r o y us

peterquill:

Please, Lord Baelish, tell me what to do, tell me where.

argentie-blog:

_{make me choose: allison/kira or lydia/kira (for fearless-flower)}

megan-8:

“How do you know you ship them?”

When I see them together, a noise comes out of my mouth and it sounds like a dying bear

blurrymelancholy:

_{We march to victory or we march to defeat. But we go forward. Only forward.}

_{The Gift}