If you were lost, I’d bring you safe back home
and wrestle with your demons.
It’s true his family doesn’t need him. They will mourn him, as will a handful of friends. But they will get on. Even Haymitch, with the help of a lot of white liquor, will get on. I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.
This is it, the apocalypse.
[for Chiara and her wishlist]
I’m waiting for my Indian food, and I haven’t eaten in about 9 hours. So I’m here, gonna blog a bit!
It’s been a long time since I’ve joined Tumblr, and I really just want to say it’s been great, but Tumblr has lost it’s place in my life and I am getting much too busy. It’s unfortunate, but it is what it is. I’ll be gone by 10 pm PST (two hours or so). Feel free to message me until then! Bye guys!
Will you be my friend?
Yes, I can! I can be your best friend or anything, just yes.
Can I vent to you?
Of course. I’m here for any of my followers, and I promise I’m a good listener!
Why are you so awesome?
It could be… you. *blushes*
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