..hmmm, ahhh… *drinks*

Before I am even aware of my actions, my bow is loaded with the arrow pointed straight at his heart. Peeta raises his eyebrows and I see the knife has already left his hand on its way to the lake where it splashes in the water. I drop my weapons and take a step back, my face burning in what can only be shame.
“No,” he says. “Do it.” Peeta limps toward me and thrusts the weapons back in my hands.
“I can’t,” I say. “I won’t.”
“Do it. Before they send those mutts back or something. I don’t want to die like Cato,” he says.

I am sorry to inform that becasue of my stupidity did not open the ask box. it is now open.

I’m going to try and find my hidden drink while katniss has left, leave some Qs to bed A’d.

fuckyeahthehungergames:

I didn’t know if you guys have seen this, but it is fantastic and I highly recommend it. :)

PS. love the blog!

butthorn:

Hunger Games Valentines cards I made! You can buy them here if you feel so inclined. 

love ugh

i lost my password, but found it inside a bottle

Ask some questions, Katniss poured my drink away again