" i want a 6’3 boy "
bitch you need a job
have a seat
men have preferences out the ass
"i want a girl with big boobs, thick thighs, a big ass, a tiny waist, long hair, no makeup, preferably a mix a mix between beyonce and a kardashian"
but if a girl has one preference, suddenly she’s an unemployed bitch
fuck outta here with this bullshit this post is trash
Stephen King, Misery (via feellng)
this broke my heart
like he looks at her like she’s his little sister
and they’re playing some game
Can I have the AU where the two that survived were Rue and Thresh? Imagine Rue finds Thresh right away and they team up and Thresh makes a pact with her — he promises if he can get them both to the end that he will make sure she is the one who goes home. Where he says, “Fuck them and their games. I’m going to protect you, little bird. I’m going to get you home.”
Watch the gamekeepers try to kill them right away because of what Thresh says. Because he’s fighting, not to win, but to protect Rue from the games. But the sponsors keep sending her and Thresh food and medicine and the Districts too because watching Thresh carry Rue through fire and get injured protecting her is too much to bear.
Can I have the AU where it’s Thresh and Rue with the nightlock, after the mutts attack and Cato is dead and it’s Thresh about to take the poison and send her home? But it’s Rue who won’t let her ‘big brother’ go alone after so many already died protecting her (imagine Katniss dies protecting her) and they decide, okay, together and…
Rue has always been the Mockingjay, but imagine that she lived.
^^^ “RUE has always been the Mockingjay, but imagine that she lived.”
Doesn’t matter what the press says. Doesn’t matter what the politicians or the mobs say. Doesn’t matter if the whole country decides that something wrong is something right. This nation was founded on one principle above all else: the requirement that we stand up for what we believe, no matter the odds or the consequences. When the mob and the press and the whole world tell you to move, your job is to plant yourself like a tree beside the river of truth, and tell the whole world — "No, you move.” - Amazing Spider-Man #537