I Am Not Ruined. I Am Ruination.

THE HUNGER GAMES (2012) dir. Gary Ross

Adapted from the novel The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins

THE HUNGER GAMES APPRECIATION WEEK Day 4: favorite character ↬ PEETA MELLARK

Katniss Everdeen + 🏹🏹🏹🏹

THE HUNGER GAMES: CATCHING FIRE (2013) dir. Francis Lawrence

Miss Everdeen, it’s the things we love most that destroy us. — THE HUNGER GAMES: MOCKINGJAY PART I (2014) dir. Francis Lawrence

em’s 3k celebration — ☀️ for @elevenriver​ ; peeta mellark + yellow or orange

#maybe he snapped

Jennifer Lawrence as Katniss Everdeen in The Hunger Games (2012) dir. Gary Ross

@pscentral event 04: love ↳ THE HUNGER GAMES + Greek Words of Love

books i read in 2020 ♕ the ballad of songbirds and snakes

“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.”

THE HUNGER GAMES · Book Quotes » Peeta Mellark

You’re a painter. You’re a baker. You like to sleep with the windows open. You never take sugar in your tea. And you always double-knot your shoelaces.

The Hunger Games (2012) dir. Gary Ross

The Hunger Games Renaissance. The Hunger Games: Mockingjay part. 2 (2015), dir. Francis Lawrence

“Later, there‘s a lot of kissing. Didn‘t seem very genuine on your part. Did you like kissing me? ” he asks. “Sometimes,” I admit. “You know people are watching us now?” “I know. What about Gale?“ he continues. My anger‘s returning. I don‘t care about his recovery—this isn‘t the business of the people behind the glass. “He‘s not a bad kisser either,” I say shortly. “And it was okay with both of us? You kissing the other?” he asks. “No. It wasn‘t okay with either of you. But I wasn‘t asking your permission,” I tell him. Peeta laughs again, coldly, dismissively. “Well, you‘re a piece of work, aren‘t you?” Haymitch doesn‘t protest when I walk out. Down the hall. Through the beehive of compartments. Find a warm pipe to hide behind in a laundry room. It takes a long time before I get to the bottom of why I‘m so upset. When I do, it‘s almost too mortifying to admit. 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.