on the way up to their flat after a night at the pub (they were too tipsy to safely floo or apparate home)
literally art
Quiet cat gf vs loud dog bf
no, never him
screaming crying throwing up
my heart is still completely shattered
yup
this hug would fix me i fear
"i'm an art donaldson apologist" bitch APOLOGIZE FOR WHAT??? for being a cutie patootie pathetic little meow meow ??
hoooooly shit
The doubling of tribute numbers. The miscarried Abernathy twins. The Donner sisters who Haymitch carries a fascination for as consequence. Louella being replaced by Lou Lou, a name that only mimics the first half of her name, and a girl who matches her in appearance only. The Appalachia legends of mimics. Tam Amber’s set of pins, one dropped down a well, the other discarded. The two versions of the games: the one that Haymitch remembers and the edited, falsified version of them without the real content. The two bags of gumdrops. The fraternal affection he feels for Louella and Lou Lou, the artificial twins, and Maysilee’s offer to be his sister—the second one she gives in the book. A bond with a real twin, both pairs healing the sisters he never did know. The split between what is natural and what is manufactured or forged, bonds that that grow on their own, or are forced into existance. And if the distinction makes any difference to the person it impacts.
i go to bars and coffee shops and breweries and libraries and thrift stores all the time by myself and i have a chill banger time i love my own company. so why is the grocery store a warzone. im fighting for my life. barely make it out alive. if someone even looks at me i want to blow them up with my mind
when you got tennis at 9 but newsies at 10