avoxia:

 for the capitol, you’re pure. for me, you’re perfect 

I’ll take whatever’s left of your heart.

“To this day, I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed.” - Katniss Everdeen, The Hunger Games

Learn me hard, Learn me right

Sometimes when I’m alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena.

Finally he can see me for who I really am. Violent. Distrustful. Manipulative. Deadly. And I hate him for it.