fear doesn’t shut you down, it wakes you up. that’s what makes you dangerous.
It kills me that I won’t be able to go up to every single person who has ever turned my song up when it comes on the radio and say “Thank you, you’ve helped me out”, because that’s what I feel like doing. I mean, it’s kind of overwhelming to think that there are hundreds and thousands of people… Who, you know, are supporting me right now and I won’t know their names.
I stare into the night, thinking of what a difference a day makes. How yesterday morning, Finnick was on my kill list, and now I’m willing to sleep with him as my guard. He saved Peeta and let Mags die and I don’t know why. Only that I can never settle the balance owed between us.