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Your phone rings. The number looks familiar. You pick up to hear your own voice asking you for help.
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the meadow
The Hunger Games → Mockingjay Part 2
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To this day, I can never shake the connection between this boy, Peeta Mellark, and the bread that gave me hope, and the dandelion that reminded me that I was not doomed. (The Hunger Games)
I try to imagine that world, somewhere in the future, with no Games, no Capitol. A place like the meadow in the song I sang to Rue as she died. Where Peeta’s child could be safe. (Catching Fire)
I know this would have happened anyway. That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that. (Mockingjay)
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that scene in the second Harry Potter where Harry has no bones in his arm is probably the most disgusting use of cgi
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“I don’t want to lose the boy with the bread.”
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ansel is “it’s nice to finally meet you sir”
meanwhile taron is “your daughter calls me daddy too”
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Orphans trapped in eastern Aleppo plead for help in heartbreaking video: “We want peace”
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