i feel like this dress is sending a message but I’m not sure what it is
“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.”
HQ version of Peeta’s painting of Rue
Here’s some advice. Stay alive.
You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope.
❝ I’m still in touch with reality and I see this business for what it is, which is a playground. I’m playing. I work at imagining things. None of this is real. None of this actually matters. I don’t have a sense of superiority. I feel lucky but I don’t feel special. I don’t think there’s ever a moment where I feel like I deserve it. The celebrity and fame thing and the acting part of it are two separate things. The celebrity part of it is so predictable. I’m not wowed by it. ❞