March 2012
Gale: You're on the phone with your baker he's upset
Katniss: oh no
Gale: Goin' off about some cake that he burnt
Gale: 'cause he doesn't know how to hunt like I do
Katniss: Gale stop
Gale: I'm in the woods it's a typical Sunday afternoon
Gale: I'm hunting the kind of squirrels he doesn't like
Gale: He'll never be able to hunt like I do
Gale: CUZ HE BAKES BREAD
Gale: I MAKE SNARES
Gale: HE EATS CUPCAKES
Gale: AND I HUNT BEARS
Katniss: Gale just stop
I'm an overthinker.
hiyahserena:
I hate it. I make a big deal out of the most simplest things. Create problems within my own head. Get all worked up over nothing. I wish I could just stop overthinking things, its only making things worse than it actually is. I need to learn how to stop overthinking the littlest things. Too bad I can’t help it.
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Peeta: Once you're in the arena, the rest of the world becomes very distant, all the people and things you loved or cared about almost cease to exist. The pink sky and the monsters in the jungle and the tributes who want your blood become your final reality, the only one that ever mattered. As bad as it makes you feel, you're going to have to do some killing, because in the arena, you only get one wish. And it's very costly.
Caesar: It costs your life.
Peeta: Oh, no. It costs a lot more than your life. To murder innocent people? It costs everything you are.
