Is it Friday yet?
Who all is going to the midnight premiere?!
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You’re still trying to protect me. Real or Not Real?
Real. Because that’s what you and I do. Protect each other.Peeta and Katniss
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The Woods
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He leans down and kisses me on the forehead. “Good luck, girl on fire.” And then a glass cylinder is lowering around me, breaking our handhold, cutting him off from me. He taps his fingers under his chin. Head high.
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'cause this love is not a game to me: Can we all just take a moment to appreciate Suzanne Collins?
Dear Suzanne Collins,
Without you, there would be no hunger games. No the hunger games fandom, or people obsessing over Peeta and cheese buns, or Finnick and his sugarcubes. We wouldn’t be sitting here blogging about you, but over some other book. We’d never know…
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Through the crowd, I spot Gale looking back at me with the ghost of a smile. As reapings go, this one at least has a slight entertainment factor. But suddenly I am thinking of Gale and his forty-two names in that big glass ball and how the odds are not in his favour. Not compared to a lot of the boys. And maybe he’s thinking the same about me because his face darkens and he turns away. “But there are still thousands of slips,” I wish I could whisper to him.
The Hunger Games, Chapter One
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This blog is dedicated to the hunger games., if you couldnt tell already.
