underwaterscreams
I like being alone, but I hate the feeling of being lonely. When you’re alone, you have time for yourself. Your thoughts finally catch up to you. You set your mind on things and everything is just clearer. Nothing’s bothering you and everything just feels right for once. When you feel lonely, you feel as if no one’s there for you. It feels like no one understands you or is willing to listen. It feels like you’re screaming in a crowded room, yet not one person hears you.
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fake-fucking-fairytales

genuhsiis:

quotes i wish were in the movie

Peeta’s beside me dressed in an outfit identical to mine. “What did Finnick Odair want?” he ask.
I turn and put my lips close to Peeta’s and drop my eyelids in imitation of Finnick. “He offered me sugar and wanted to know all my secrets,” I say in my best seductive voice.
Peeta laughs. “Ugh. Not really.”
“Really,” I say. “I’ll tell you more when my skin stops crawling.”
Do you think we’d have ended up like this if only one of us had won,” he ask, glancing around at the other victors. “Just another part of the freak show?”
Sure. Especially you,” I say.
Oh. and why especially me?” he says with a smile.
Because you have a weakness for beautiful things and I don’t,” I say with an air of superiority. “They would lure you into their Capital ways and you’d be lost entirely.”
Having an eye for beauty isn’t the same thing as weakness,” Peeta points out. “Except possibly when it comes to you.”

masquerade-affairs

theseattleinstitute:

gilli-chan:

"So I moved on. I focused on helping other people. I was good. Until you dragged me back into to this freak show and put everyone here at risk. You wanna know my secret, Agent Romanoff? You wanna know how I stay calm?"

And in that moment, I swear the Hulk was less of a giant rage monster, and more of a giant green protector keeping Bruce safe.