playedtilmyfingersbled:

I’m walkin’ back down this mountain; With the strength of a turnin’ tide; Oh the wind’s so soft on my skin

imodair:

every revolution
               begins with a s p a r k;

kissedbyflames:

this is the start of how it all ever ends. they used to shout my name, now they whisper it. i’m speeding up and this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart.

thisisjustafuckingarchivenow-de:

inspired by pahnems’ url

demetera:

I NEVER wanted a n y of this.

imodair:

You can say
                     g o o d b y e .

mellarkboxers:

Peeta would have nothing to come home to anyway. Except me…

uncawanwo:

YA lit meme ✒ ten series or books [2/10]: The Hunger Games trilogy, by Suzanne Collins
“But one day I’l have to explain about my nightmares. Why they came. Why they won’t ever real y go away.
I’l tel them how I survive it. I’l tel them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I’m afraid it could be taken away. That’s when I make a list in my head of every act of goodness I’ve seen someone do. It’s like a game. Repetitive. Even a little tedious after more than twenty years. But there are much worse games to play.”