alice

Memories of the past

Lila, Cerise, Iris.

the Games changed him, all right. they made him face death and finally flinch, finally see how small & finite his life was and that the world didn't care how clever he was or how above-it-all he acted.

one wrong move, one missed chance encounter with Maysilee, and he would've been dead. and no amount of bravado, or hat tricks, or snarky comebacks would've made any difference.

he went home without the innocence he came with, that he didn't know he'd had to begin with. he'd been so sure of himself. (he'd been so afraid.) he was smarter than the other tributes. (the girl looked like an airhead but she was bigger than him and just as fast, and she'd-)

47 50 other people had to die for young Haymitch to learn he didn't know anything about anything, actually.

because what's more, he had a debt bigger than his own life to pay when he got home. he hadn't expected that. I imagine it took him by surprise. I imagine he felt angry and guilty and powerless, with unimaginable sorrow that cut him down to size... as very small, & stupid, & only sixteen.

"You are a product of everyone who came before you."

pushing drusilla down the escalator

kissing girls

cyberbullying

pinterest

selling handmade jewelry on etsy

johanna mason

CINNA.

judging people's outfits at the met gala

panem's next top model