What does this mean? It means I get to spend the morning having the hair ripped off my body while Peeta sleeps in.

I vote yes....for Prim.

Your only defense can be you were so madly in love you weren't responsible for your actions.

I will never give up if you never give in.

So I only say, "So what should we do with our last few days?" "I just want to spend every possible minute of the rest of my life with you," Peeta replies.

They can fatten me up. They can give me a full body polish, dress me up, and make me beautiful again. They can design dream weapons that come to life in my hands, but they will never again brainwash me into the necessity of using them. I no longer feel allegiance to these monsters called human beings, despite being one myself.

Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying.