I’m not fearless. I’m terrified. I’m always terrified of dying. I act like I know what I’m doing but I don’t. I don’t know if Isaac Is dying right now…if I made a mistake with Scott. I don’t know what my dad is thinking. I don’t know if we should trust Derek. I don’t know anything.
"All those months of taking it for granted that Peeta thought I was wonderful are over. Finally, he can see me for who I really am. Violent. Distrustful. Manipulative. Deadly. And I hate him for it.”
Dear Diary, my teen-angst bullshit now has a body count
We’ve all got both light and dark inside us. What matters is the part we choose to act on.
come on you coward, do it
get to know me meme: [1/5] favorite movies » Mulan (1998)
I’ve heard a great deal about you, Fa Mulan. You stole your father’s armor, ran away from home, impersonated a soldier, deceived your commanding officer, dishonored the Chinese army, destroyed my palace, and…you have saved us all.
I wonder if the three of us would’ve been friends in real life. Not as brothers, but as people.