For me, it's better to wake up with a paintbrush than a knife in my hand. -Peeta
Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes, and when again they open, the sun will rise.
He became my confidante, someone with whom I could share thoughts I could never voice...In exchange, he trusted me with his.
Why? Do you find this" - he strikes a ridiculously provocative pose - "distracting?
No wonder I won the Games. NO decent person ever does.
Cleaning me up is just a preliminary step to determining my new look. With my acid-damaged hair, sunburned skin, and ugly scars, the prep team has to make me pretty and then damage, burn, and scare me in a more attractive way.