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Kiss #12…

I mean, ten minutes, guys….

ten minutes…


Now, it’s just innumerable. I mean, go kiss someone for ten minutes. Come back and tell me how many kisses that was. With this and the broth kisses, our count is just freaking way off. Is it fair to say the Kiss Count is at 30?

I don’t even know. I don’t even know.


Being one of the wealthiest districts, District 4 tends to produce career tributes who volunteer to participate in the Hunger Games. These children are raised and trained to win the Games, making them stronger and much more capable of winning than the average tribute. The bread from District 4 is a salty, fish-shaped loaf, tinted green by seaweed. Their source of income is fishing and children are trained for these jobs at a young age, giving them an advantage in the Hunger Games. These citizens are adept with nets and tridents, and can swim like fish themselves.

Talvez os jogos não sejam vorazes.
Talvez a culpa não seja das estrelas
Talvez o desastre não seja iminente
Talvez a maldição não seja do tigre
Talvez a os instrumentos não sejam mortais
Talvez as cronicas não sejam de gelo e fogo
Talvez o teorema não seja de katherine
Talvez a bússola não seja de ouro
talvez exista muitos talvez… 

  • *Me as a mom*
  • Kid: mom can I buy that toy?
  • Me: now honey, what have I told you about spending money?
  • Kid: *sighs* I shouldn't spend money on unnecessary toys because there are a lot of books you need to buy

if someone tells you that katniss doesn’t like peeta just show them this:

“Then there’s Peeta just a few yards away. He looks so clean and healthy and beautiful THG
“Then Peeta’s there looking handsome in red and white, pulling me off to the side.” THG

that was in book 1

and if they mention that she’s really attracted to gale…

“Isn’t he handsome?” Gale does look striking in the uniform, I guess.“ MOCKINGJAY


another meme i won’t finish [3/15 relationships]: Peeta & Katniss

“What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. Only Peeta can give me that. So after, when he whispers,"You love me. Real or not real?" I tell him, “Real.”