I like dancing, not well, but it makes me smile. Whether it’s in a ballet class, or in my pajamas in my bedroom.
“So at least half the victors have instructed their mentors to request you as an ally. I know it can’t be your sunny personality.”
“They saw her shoot,” says Peeta with a smile. “Actually, I saw her shoot, for real, for the first time. I’m about to put in a formal request myself.”
The best thing was that I got to be myself a lot on set. I guess just the way that I laugh, the way that I fooled around with Sam and made him laugh were very me. The goofy factor really, so all that kind of stuff
I can’t take your pain. That’s because it doesn’t hurt. No. It’s okay. Allison. It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s okay. It’s perfect. I’m in the arms of my first love, the first person I ever loved, the person I’ll always love. I love you, Scott. Scott Mccall.
Don’t, please, don’t. Allison, don’t please.
the world takes you and eats you alive
and tells you
it’s your fault
when all your dreams die