All those months of taking it for granted that Peeta thought I was wonderful are over. Finally, he can see me for who I really am. Violent. Distrustful. Manipulative. Deadly. And I hate him for it.

I don’t want anyone with me today. Not even him. Some walks you have to take alone.

Maybe I'll be like that man in "The Hanging Tree'. Still waiting for an answer.

Something flickers across his bloodshot eyes. Pain.

Live your life, take chances, be crazy. Dont wait 'cause right now is the oldest you've ever been & the youngest you'll be ever again

I see now that the circumstances of ones birth are irrelevent. it is what you do with the gift of life that determines who you are

I’m in pain. That’s the only way I get your attention