17:46

Black is the colour of my true love's hair....



"That’s how they tortured her in the Capitol. Soaked her and then used electric shocks," says Haymitch.
"In the Block she had some kind of flashback. Panicked, didn’t know where she was. She’s back under sedation.”
Finnick and I just stand there, as if we’ve lost the ability to respond. I think of the way Johanna never showers.
How she forced herself into the rain like it was acid that day. I had attributed her misery to the morphling withdrawal.
"You two should go see her. You’re as close to friends as she’s got," says Haymitch


@темы: книжный ряд, tea time | fun time, фильм фильм фильм, шаманство

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02.12.2013 в 18:08

go to hell, please!
оооооооо, есть на тумбе? я должна перепостить
офигенно!:heart::heart::heart:
02.12.2013 в 18:15

Black is the colour of my true love's hair....
03.12.2013 в 10:19

the World is just illusion trying to change you
мр^^ что-то даже я обратил внимание, нравится:3
03.12.2013 в 11:36

Black is the colour of my true love's hair....

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