happy hunger games.

risarodil:

©risarodil

Sometimes when I’m alone, I take the pearl from where it lives in my pocket and try to remember the boy with the bread, the strong arms that warded off nightmares on the train, the kisses in the arena.

“Her entire species must be eradicated…”

My heart’s crippled by the vein that I keep on closing

mockingfire:

• when you play a game of thrones, you win or you die.