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not in our stars
“I no longer feel any allegiance to these monsters called human beings, despise being one myself.”

-----Mockingjay

lameboob:

"so what do you see yourself doing in the future?"
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worthyourweightinfanfiction:

armadillo:

REAL TALK IF THERES A FIRE AT MY SCHOOL I AM NOT WALKING IN AN ORDERLY FASHION AND THEN GETTING MY NAME MARKED OFF IM RUNNING FOR MY LIFE AND IM TAKING MY GOD DAMN BAG WITH ME 

one time there was an unscheduled fire alarm and i just happened to have my bag on my shoulder when it went off so my teacher made me go back into what, to his knowledge, was a burning building so i could put my bag back


YA lit meme ✒ ten series or books [2/10]: The Hunger Games trilogy, by Suzanne Collins
"But one day I’l have to explain about my nightmares. Why they came. Why they won’t ever real y go away.
I’l tel them how I survive it. I’l tel them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because I’m afraid it could be taken away. That’s when I make a list in my head of every act of goodness I’ve seen someone do. It’s like a game. Repetitive. Even a little tedious after more than twenty years. But there are much worse games to play.”


skelitas:

i’m basically “pro-do whatever you want as long as you’re enjoying yourself and not hurting other people”


allyaisthebae:

make sure all of the letters on my grave stone are lowercase so i can remain cool and casual even in death


t1psygnostalgic:

your real otp is the one you immediately think of when you see those au posts


We compromised, sometimes in ways that made us not sleep so well. But we did it so that people could be free. This isn’t freedom. This is fear.


The Avengers. That’s what we call ourselves. We’re sort of like a team. «Earth’s mightiest heroes» -type thing.

marvel edition- inspired by (x)


belllaavitaaa:

I don’t know how some girls are 100% straight like have you seen girls



you’re being strangely cryptic as you wrap your magic hair around my injured hand…


Haymitch comforting Katniss