“Your favorite color… it’s green?” “That’s right.” Then I think of something to add. “And yours is orange.” “Orange?” He seems unconvinced.”Not bright orange. But soft. Like the sunset,” I say. “At least, that’s what you told me once.” “Oh.” He closes his eyes briefly, maybe trying to conjure up that sunset, then he nods his head. “Thank you.”

“I guess it was the first day of school. We were five. You had on a red plaid dress, and your hair was in two braids instead of one.”

I tear my heart open, I sew myself shut. My weakness is that I care too much.

“I always channel my emotions into my work. That way, I don’t hurt anyone but myself.”  - Cinna

foxingfaces:

“Cinna has turned me into a mockingjay”

“I am his and he is mine.”

and i’ll bury all the noises

from your hateful little mouth

Oh yeah the devil’s on your back
But I know you can shake him off

Annie, the mad girl from his district who’s the only person on earth he loves.