Guys I was looking for some Supernatural pictures on Google when suddenly I come across this
And it’s like hey that’s kinda cute
And would you look at that there’s more
They’re all just so lame
I love them
AND THEN SUDDENLY THIS ONE COMES ALONG AND I SWEAR TO GOD
JUST OH MY GOD I HAVE NEVER LAUGHED SO HARD IN MY LIFE
When I hear the screams of the crowd, I think it’s because I must look stunning. Then I notice something is rising up around me. Smoke. From fire. Not the flickery stuff I wore last year in the chariot, but something much more real that devours my dress. I begin to panic as the smoke thickens. Charred bits of black silk swirl in the air, and pearls clatter to the stage. Somehow I’m not afraid to stop because my flesh doesn’t seem to be burning and I know Cinna must be behind whatever is happening. So I keep spinning and spinning. For a split second I’m gasping, completely engulfed in the strange flames. Then all at once, the fire is gone. I slowly come to a stop, wondering if I’m naked and why Cinna has arranged to burn away my wedding dress. But I’m not naked. I’m in a dress of the exact same design of my wedding dress, only it’s the color of coal and made of tiny feathers. Wonderingly, I lift my long, flowing sleeves into the air, and that’s when I see myself on the television screen. Clothed in black except for the white patches on my sleeves. Or should I say my wings. Because Cinna has turned me into a mockingjay.
Fucking Cinna is a fucking mastermind
a dead mastermind
A dead mastermind who’s greatest work involved him giving the Capitol the biggest “fuck you” he could.
There was no regret on his face.
He put all his creativity into his work, that way it could only hurt himself.
and here to your left we see society’s impossible to obtain standards for women
this makes me sick
yall people is fucked up
People are never happy. This sickens me.
to me this just proves how important it is to make yourself happy, not everybody else.
And I’ve been taking chances,
I’ve been setting myself up for the fall.
What if colleges only made you pay the percentage of tuition that you failed, so if you got an average of 86 for the year you’d only have to pay 14% of the tuition, but if you got a 94 then it’d only be 6%. That way we’d be rewarding the success and even if you flunked the semester, you still wouldn’t have to pay for ALL of the tuition
You are the future.