You Here To Finish Me Off, Sweetheart?

Make Sure They Remember You.

An Ability To Look Into The Confusing Mess Of Life And See Things For What They Are.

It's Strange To Be So Physically Close To Someone Who's So Distant

I Look Down At Our Linked Fingers As I Loosen My Grasp, But He Regains His Grip On Me. “no, Don’t Let Go Of Me,” He Says.

It Means We're On Your Side." That's What Bonnie Said. I Have People On My Side? What Side? Am I Unwittingly The Face Of The Hoped-for Rebellion? Has The Mockingjay On My Pin Become A Symbol Of Resistance? If So, My Side's Not Doing Too Well.