Lucas smiled for the first time that night. "Well, then nice to meet you Rae. I dont think you can really derive anything from Lucas, so just call me Lucas. I got here yesterday, and havent really met anyone."
Raelin Faith Peterson // female // 15 // All About Showtime
Rae smiled, her nervousness fading. She gave a quiet laugh. "I got here yesterday, too. I haven't seen anyone - the barn was empty! Then I saw the posters and realized that everyone was in here." She looked around. "Sooo... you ride, right? Who do you ride?"
That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. 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.
Sometimes, someone says something so small, and it just fits right into this empty space in your heart. <3
There comes a point in every child's life, that they learn a dandelion is a weed. Not a flower.
Reach the unreached and touch the untouched.
Make a wish. Just because it makes you happy thinking about it if it did come true.
Claire let out a dep breathe and hoped she didn't make Amy mistakes. Then she started playing.
That what I need to survive is not Gale’s fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. 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.
Sometimes, someone says something so small, and it just fits right into this empty space in your heart. <3
There comes a point in every child's life, that they learn a dandelion is a weed. Not a flower.
Reach the unreached and touch the untouched.
Make a wish. Just because it makes you happy thinking about it if it did come true.