I No Longer Feel Any Allegiance To

Katniss, The Girl Who Was On Fire!

I Don't Know What It Is With Finnick And Bread, But He Seems Obsessed With Handling It.

The Idea Of Being Strong For Someone Else Having Never Entered Their Heads, I Find Myself In The Position Of Having To Console Them. Since I'm The Person Going In To Be Slaughtered, This Is Somewhat Annoying.

Time And Tragedy Have Forced Her To Grow Too Quickly, At Least For My Taste, Into A Young Woman Who Stitches Bleeding Wounds And Knows Our Mother Can Hear Only So Much.

Winning The Games Will Make You Famous, Losing Will Mean Death.