February 2012
“Peeta, how come I never know when you’re having a nightmare?” I say. “I don’t know. I don’t think I cry out or thrash around or anything. I just come to, paralyzed with terror,” he says. “You should wake me,” I say, thinking about how I can interrupt his sleep two or three times on a bad night. About how long it can take to calm me down. “It’s not necessary. My nightmares are usually about...
"It means go get it yourself...sir..."
dreamgirldiaries:
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This is my favourite gif OF ALL TIME.
natshorses:
Seriously, every time I see it.. It never gets old.
