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mockingclave:

The symbol of the rebellion.

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mockingjalie:

Seasons change
And you grow a little older
Nothing stays the same
The past becomes the future

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And there I am, blushing and confused, made beautiful by Cinna’s hands, desirable by Peeta’s confession, tragic by circumstance, and by all accounts, unforgettable.

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I’m wasted, losing time. I’m a foolish, fragile spine. I want all that is not mine. I want him but we’re not right.

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