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“Ally.” Peeta says the words slowly, tasting it. “Friend. Lover. Victor. Enemy. Fiancee. Target. Mutt. Neighbor. Hunter. Tribute. Ally. I’ll add it to the list of words I use to try to figure you out. The problem is, I can’t tell what’s real anymore, and what’s made up.” - Mockingjay


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an RSVP is appreciated

an RSVP is appreciated


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seems like a pretty good way to go


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Radiant as the sun. 

Radiant as the sun. 


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you gotta get up and try.

you gotta get up and try.


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I’ve been spending the last 8 months thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end. - Taylor Swift


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In the woods waits the only person whom I can be myself. 


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I’m waking up, I feel it in my bones


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 I love you to the moon and back.

I love you to the moon and back.


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 Some are a melody and some are the beat, but sooner or later they will all be gone. Why don't they stay young?

 Some are a melody and some are the beat, but sooner or later they will all be gone. Why don't they stay young?