We won’t stop till it’s over

Won’t stop to surrender

thank you ponds;

thank you for the last two and a half years, for showing me when to stop waiting. 

What do I stand for? Most nights, I don’t know anymore.

As if in a last-ditch effort, Peeta raises his fingers, dripping with blood from his leg, up to Cato’s arm. Instead of trying to wrestle his way free, his forefinger veers off and makes a deliberate X on the back of Cato’s hand.

muggleland:

Shit you probably missed from the movie:
↳ The District 3 girl dying multiple times in different positions and locations.