
“Everybody is waiting for you to break down. Everybody is watching, see the fallout. Even when you’re sleeping, keep your eyes open.”
my whole life consists of wondering whether or not to make the bitchy comment
everyone has their little friend group thing on here where they send ask’s to each other and tinychat with each other and text each other and do like everything together and have inside jokes and then there is me waiting to get into a group
“Poor Finnick. Is this the first time in your life you haven’t looked pretty?” I say. “It must be. The sensation’s completely new. How have you managed it all these years?” he asks. “Just avoid mirrors. You’ll forget about it,” I say. “Not if I keep looking at you,” he says.