I Have Zero Interest In These Capitol

So That's Who Finnick Loves, I Think. Not His String Of Fancy Lovers In The Capitol. But A Poor, Mad Girl Back Home.

Rue, Who When You Ask Her What She Loves Most In The World, Replies, Of All Things, “music.

Mostly We Just Add To The Piles Of Rainbow Glass That's Been Blown Off The Exteriors Of The Cany-colored Buildings.

If He Wants Me Broken, Then I Will Have To Be Whole.

Deep In The Meadow , Under The Willow , A Bed Of Grass , A Soft Green Pillow