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"Life isn’t about how popular you are… What girl or boy you are dating or who you know. Life is about always being true to who you are or what you believe in. Never let anyone convince you that their way is better than your way. In the end all we have is our hearts.. and our minds. This is the reason we sing.. this is the reason we cry… this is why we live."

afearlesspaperairplane:

Mockingjay Part 1 is the best Hunger Games. It will leave you breathless and with a nasty scar on your heart. I must go see it again.

"THOSE LAST FIVE MINUTES!!!"
-the end of Mockingjay P1 was a traumatic experience  (via lumos5001)

Artist: Jennifer Lawrence

multifandominstars:

‘Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man
They say murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it seem
If we met up at midnight
In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out
For his love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it seem
If we met up at midnight
In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run,
So we’d both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it seem
If we met up at midnight
In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a necklace of rope,
Side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it seem
If we met up at midnight
In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told you to run,
So we’d both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it seem
If we met up at midnight
In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man
They say murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it seem
If we met up at midnight
In the hanging tree.

Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out
For his love to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it seem
If we met up at midnight
In the hanging tree.’

zapidos:

My little brother and I were swimming and my dad walked out and said “it’s trash day tomorrow you know what that means” and my brother looked at me dead in the eyes and said “it’s time for you to go.”