Thanks for judging me without knowing all the shit I've been through. Thank you. Means so fucking much.
Well thanks for bullying someone that you used to call your best friend. Thanks for talking shit about her and making her feel like it. Thanks for thinking that her depression is the cause for her attempt at suicide when really, even people with depression need to be pushed over the edge. You don’t even get how it feels to be alone because you are one of those girls who are never alone. When you’re fighting you always have someone there. Being her tumblr friend for a really long time now, i know that everytime she’d get in a fight with one friend the rest would gang up as well. You wouldn’t get it because nobody gets it until theyve put a razor up to their skin and bled or taken a shitload of pills and been emitted to the hospital. You just dont get it. You say youre going through alot but ill bet you fight with your parents. Welcome to life. You werent abused, your mom didnt have cancer. You dont think its a big deal, but it is. You didnt go through half the shit she’s been through yet you can backstab her and everything is ok because YOU’RE still smiling.
Okay I mean she lived before the Games existed, even before the Uprisings. She’s pretty resilient to have mentored kids in Games for 65ish years, and to remember where she came from, in a world where the Games didn’t exist, and to escape the horrors of the Capitol, or if she even did. I think she’s brave and amazing and it bothers me slightly that everyone thinks that she’s just a crotchety old lady who kissed Finnick before disappearing into the mist.