Crying Is Not An Option.

We Sit In Silence Awhile Then I Blurt Out The Thing That's On Both Our Minds. "how Are We Going To Kill These People, Peeta?

I'm Sick Of People Lying To Me For My Own Good. Because Really It's Mostly For Their Own Good.

The Sun Persists In Rising, So I Make Myself Stand

Just Don't Die For Me, You Won't Be Doing Me Any Favour !

It Must Be Very Fragile, If A Handful Of Berries Can Bring It Down.