March 2012
wake up: exhausted
12 am: exhausted
3 pm: fucking exhausted
5 pm: really fucking exhausted
7 pm: about to pass out
bed time: the energy of 5 million condensed suns
February 2012
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I just don't see how a world with such wonderful...
Peeta: Look at this bread
Peeta: Isn't it neat?
Peeta: Wouldn't you think my collection's complete?
Peeta: Wouldn't you think I'm the boy
Peeta: The boy who has every bread?
Peeta: Look at this loaf.
Peeta: Flavors untold.
Peeta: How many flours can one loaf hold?
Peeta: Looking around here you'd think
Peeta: "Sure, he bakes everything."
Peeta: I've got wheat-bread, biscuits aplenty.
Peeta: I've got cornbread, and crumpets galore!
Peeta: You want bagels?
Peeta: I've got twenty!
Peeta: But who cares?
Peeta: No big deal...
Peeta: I WANT MOREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE.
064.)
jaquiqui:
My awkward life is awkward.
astronautes:
oh i see how it is
bears can hibernate and it’s a “part of nature”
but when i do it’s “creepy” and “antisocial”
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Where's Finnick? Odair he is.
