You're a painter. You're a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces.

I guess this is a bad time to mention I hung a dummy and painted Seneca Crane's name on it.

so people really do tear out their hair and beat the ground with their fists

I stare at the mirror as I try to remember who I am and who I am not.

The morphlings from District 6 are in the camouflage station, painting each other's faces with bright pink swirls.

I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.

if i win and you die, i dont have a home to go back to. you are my life.