20 days

Your eyes are like sea glass, so weathered and worn
From all they’ve seen of, adolescence torn

the fire is catching;

I said I’m only human.

Because when you find yourself the villain in the story you have written

It’s plain to see

That sometimes the best intentions are in need of redemptions

Would you agree?

“I call my mom sobbing all the time … dealing with the repercussions of having no more anonymity. You lose privacy. As much as this is a curse, as stupid as it sounds, to make as much money as I am by doing something that I love, it’s hard not to regret it when you’re being chased by 15 strangers.”

I pass the wreckage of the mayor’s house, where my friend Madge lived. No word for her or her family. Were they evacuated to the Capitol because of her father’s position, or left to the flames?

One breath in this moment
We’ll stay ‘till we’re chosen, and throught it all
With our eyes wide open
We’ll fight ‘til we’re broken

Still Into You (Acoustic) | paramore

you would have been happy at Highgarden