I think of his agreeing to go with me yesterday, his stepping up beside me to protect Gale, his willingness to throw his lot in with mine entirely when I give him so little in return.

“If I could grow wings, I could fly. Only people can’t grow wings,” he say’s.
“Real or not real?”
“Real,” I say. “But people don’t need wings to s u r v i v e.”
M o c k i n g j a y s    d o.”

"I want to die as myself. I don’t want them to change me in there. Turn me into some kind of monster that I’m not. I keep wishing I could think of a way to…to show the Capitol that they don’t own me. That I’m more than just a piece in their Games.”

I must be strong. I owe it to Cinna, who risked everything by undermining President Snow and turning my bridal silk into mockingjay plumage.

A smile that seems so genuinely sweet with just the right amount of shyness.

Now a new kind of confidence is lighting up inside of me, because I think I finally know who Haymitch is. And I’m beginning to know who I am. And surely, two people who have caused the Capitol so much trouble can think of a way to get Peeta home alive.

queenrhaenyra:

→ M O C K I N G J A Y


the one that survived despite the capitol’s plans

the one that survived despite the capitol’s plans

this is the  r e v o l u t i o n .

YELLOW FLICKER BEAT LYRICS

lordemusic:

i’m a princess cut from marble, smoother than a storm

and the scars that mark my body, they’re silver and gold

my blood is a flood 

of rubies, precious stones

it keeps my veins hot

the fire’s found a home in me

i move through town i’m quiet like a fight

and my necklace is of rope, i tie it and untie

people talk to me, but nothing ever hits home

people talk to me and all the voices just burn holes

I’M DONE WITH IT (oooooh)

this is the start

of how it all ends

they used to shout my name now they whisper it

i’m speeding up

and this is the red orange yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart 

we’re at the start

the colours disappear

i never watch the stars, there’s so much down here

so i just try 

keep up with the red orange yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart

i dream all year but they’re not the sweet kind 

and the shivers move down my shoulder blades in double time

people talk to me, i’m slipping out of reach now

people talk to me and all their faces blur

but i got my fingers laced together and i made a little prison and I’m locking up everyone who ever laid a finger on me

CHORUS


"We fight, we dare, we end our hunger for justice.”

"We fight, we dare, we end our hunger for justice.”

The Games destroyed…

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