#277 When Prim was dying, many memories drifted through her mind. She thought of the last conversation she had with her sister… ‘Next time we see each other, we’ll be free of him’. She realized how certain this was now, as she herself was so close to freedom. But this memory wasn’t ironic or said. It was joyful, peaceful. And she realized another thing; Beetee was wrong when he said Fearful memories were the ones we remembered best, ‘the hardest to root out’, because here she was, at the end of her short life, and she only felt hopeful as she recalled everything good in her life.

hunger-games-headcanons:

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notsomehipst3rshit:

lovelythinspos:

tinyhipsandtwistedlips:

Stare into the middle of this for 45 seconds, (look around) and you will feel the effects of LSD.

OMG FREE DRUGS

Fuck.

LOOK AT YOUR OWN HAND

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err. I dont use drugs, but this freaky thing (you know when you look at the wall..) happens to me like a lot.. xD

Life made.

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