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Jennifer Lawrence, she’s the coolest.
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daenystargaryens:

"Isn’t it strange that I know you’d risk your life to save mine… but I don’t know what your favorite color is?" he says. A smile creeps onto my lips. "Green. What’s yours?"  "Orange," he says. "Orange? Like Effie’s hair?" I say. "A bit more muted," he says.

                                           More like … s u n s e t .

"Your favorite color…it’s green?" "That’s right." Then I think of something to add. "And yours is orange." "Orange?" He seems unconvinced. Not bright orange.

                                                            But soft. Like the s u n s e t.

 ”At least, that’s what you told me once.”

solesofwind:

ilarina:

I just wanted to keep Peeta alive.

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"Auryn" - The Hunger Games: Mockingjay Part 1 Trailer Music.

I never wanted any of this.
buttercupisbrainless:

ilovehungergamesmorethanyou:

Real by nelyang17

"Slowly, as I would with a wounded animal, my hand stretches out and brushes a wave of hair from his forehead. He freezes at my touch, but doesn‘t recoil. So I continue to gently smooth 
back his hair. It‘s the first time I have voluntarily touched him since the last arena.
“You‘re still trying to protect me. Real or not real,” he whispers.
“Real,” I answer. It seems to require more explanation. “Because that‘s what you and I do. Protect each other.” After a minute or so, he drifts off to sleep.”
-Mockingjay, ch.21

buttercupisbrainless:

ilovehungergamesmorethanyou:

Real by nelyang17

"Slowly, as I would with a wounded animal, my hand stretches out and brushes a wave of hair from his forehead. He freezes at my touch, but doesn‘t recoil. So I continue to gently smooth

back his hair. It‘s the first time I have voluntarily touched him since the last arena.

“You‘re still trying to protect me. Real or not real,” he whispers.

“Real,” I answer. It seems to require more explanation. “Because that‘s what you and I do. Protect each other.” After a minute or so, he drifts off to sleep.”

-Mockingjay, ch.21

Jennifer Lawrence as Miss Dior 2014 


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