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overslept by a FULLLLL 50 minutes this morning but somehow managed to scramble to get the bus after my usual one and my boss is on hols anyway so I think I can pull this one off
Officially retiring as a nuts and dolts shipper this was the final straw
The Hunger Games Renaissance. The Hunger Games (2012), dir. Gary Ross The Hunger Games: Catching Fire (2013), dir. Francis Lawrence The Hunger Games: Mockingjay part. 2 (2015), dir. Francis Lawrence
It's quiet, absorbing work that helps take my mind off my troubles. I like to watch his hands as he works, making a blank page bloom with strokes of ink, adding touches of color to our previously black and yellowish book. His face takes on a special look when he concentrates. His usual easy expression is replaced by something more intense and removed that suggests an entire world locked away inside him. I've seen flashes of this before: in the arena, or when he speaks to a crowd, or that time he shoved the Peacekeepers' guns away from me in District 11. I don't know quite what to make of it. I also become a little fixated on his eyelashes, which ordinarily you don't notice much because they're so blond. But up close, in the sunlight slanting in from the window, they're a light golden color and so long I don't see how they keep from getting all tangled up when he blinks One afternoon Peeta stops shading a blossom and looks up so suddenly that I start, as though I were caught spying on him, which in a strange way maybe I was. But he only says, “You know, I think this is the first time we've ever done anything normal together.” “Yeah,” I agree. Our whole relationship has been tainted by the Games. Normal was never a part of it. “Nice for a change.” Each afternoon he carries me downstairs for a change of scenery and I unnerve everyone by turning on the television
Hey, what's good, it's ya boi, I'm currently annoyed with everything in my life rn including myself so here's a selfie to ruin everyones gd timeline
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Babs demanded her key back and kicked Xander out