I dreamed a dream in time gone by, when grades were high and fucks worth giving. I dreamed no test would make me cry, I dreamed that curves would be forgiving. Then I was young and unprepared, and A’s were made and used and wasted. There were no extensions to be begged, no nights unslept, no effort wasted. But the finals come at last, with their laughter soft as thunder, as they tear your grades apart, as they turn your dream to shame.
“I promise you, that I’ll look after him as closely as you’ve done, I’ll respect him and all the care that you’ve taken with him. And if I can - I’ll return him to your care”
katniss everdeen, ladies and gentlemen
the YA heroin who literally does not give one single fuck about having a boyfriend
it’s like suzanne collins just went “yes i will write the literal exact opposite of twilight”
cause suzanne collins kept it real