(Source: ktnss, via the-rebellious-mockingjay)
“Katniss, it’s just hunting. You’re the best hunter I know.”
(via hazzeh)
Just close your eyes.
(Source: odairbear, via the-rebellious-mockingjay)
looking for heaven, found the devil in me
(Source: cloving, via fairestcharming)
It’s a child’s scream, a young girl’s scream, there’s no one in the arena
capable of making that sound except Rue. And now I’m running, knowing this may
be a trap, knowing the three Careers may be poised to attack me, but I can’t help
myself. There’s another high-pitched cry, this time my name. “Katniss! Katniss!”
“Rue!” I shout back, so she knows I’m near.
(via mockingfire)
My prep team have addressed some obvious problems. This has included scrubbing down my body with a gritty loam that has removed not only dirt but at least three layers of skin, turning my nails into uniform shapes, and primarily, ridding my body of hair. My legs, arms, torso, under arms, and parts of my eyebrows have been stripped of the Muff, leaving me like a plucked bird, ready for roasting. I don’t like it. My skin feels sore and tingling and intensely vulnerable.
(via ohmyeverdeen)
