STOP RIGHT THERE - TUMBLR POLICE
m’am do you have any idea how fast you were reblogging
I’m sorry officer. It will never happen again. HA! Yeah okay.
It helped me…a lot.
Dear high school…
Hey guys… I have an awkward turtle shirt cx
Some people are so beautiful
In and out
And they’re still
what the hell
I’m fucking dying
aaaaaand im going back to sleep
At the mention of my name, Peeta’s face contorts in effort.
“Katniss…how do you think this will end? What will be left? No one is safe. Not in the Capitol. Not in the districts. And you…in Thirteen…”
He inhales sharply, as if fighting for air; his eyes look insane.
“Dead by morning!”
Off camera, Snow orders, “End it!”
Beetee throws the whole thing into chaos by flashing a still shot of me standing in front of the hospital at threesecond intervals. But between the images, we are privy to the real-life action being played out on the set. Peeta’s attempt to continue speaking.
The camera knocked down to record the white tiled floor. The scuffle of boots. The impact of the blow that’s inseparable from Peeta’s cry of pain. And his blood as it splatters the tiles.