in memory of the bangs
narry → monkey see monkey do.
On the seventy-fifth anniversary, as a reminder to the rebels that even the strongest among them cannot overcome the power of the Capitol, the male and female tributes will be reaped from their existing pool of victors.
My name is Katniss Everdeen. I am seventeen years old. My home is District 12. I was in the Hunger Games. I escaped. The Capitol hates me. Peeta was taken prisoner. He is alive. He is a traitor, but alive. I have to keep him alive.
i think if harry sent niall to the store to pick up some milk he’d come back with mini corn dogs and a bean bag chair
have you ever thought that tongues are weird??…
comments like these are so…strange…