Quotes added on Saturday, March 3 2012

If I Lived The Hunger Games
Prologue: part 1
Katia Maroi:
Today was the day before Reaping Day. For the most unanticipated day of the year, I wasn’t really worried. But this Hunger Games year was special. Only one class was getting picked, rather than two from each district. These kids were going to all be from district thirteen. Since we lost the last rebellion, and once again district 13 was a big part of it, the Capitol decided to have a special Hunger Games just for us. A Friend killing a friend: How much more entertaining could it get; sarcastically speaking of course. This had to be one of the most twisted and hell-like Hunger games ever played. But the reason I didn’t worry was because there had to be 1,000 classes in district 13. I was sure it wasn’t going to be us.
                After school, I had to go straight to work at the flower shop with my friends Nelb, Grae, Pan, Havana, and Berroe. I was the arranger for the flowers, so my job was fun and easy. But there was always something more interesting going on. Like when Pan makes fun of Nelb and I have to bail Nelb out. We all knew Pan didn’t mean anything by it, but words hurt eventually.
      “Hey guys! Happy Hunger Games!” I cheer, mocking the Peacekeepers.
                “Happy Hunger Games!” they cheer back in the same fashion; all but Grae, who just smiles. He usually keeps to himself.
                Grae was the most mysterious to me. He was tall and muscular for fourteen. He had eyes that were like brown daggers. Grae’s hair always reminded me of the color of gingerbread. He was pale and freckly around his nose, too. I wonder what he thinks about in all his silence.
                “Katia, the Roberts need a floral arrangement made by the end of the day. Make it say “Sorry for Your Loss” in blue.”  Berroe chimed. She was thin and fragile looking, with big, dark eyes and short curly black hair. Her skin was tan, while mine was a peachy shade.
“Why so out-of-the-blue?” I asked, confused. Normally we get orders a week in advance.
“Katia. Hunger Games. I guess they’re gonna send it to the lucky school that has their class killed.” Berroe answered bleakly.
“Are you guys worried?” Havana questioned. Her hair was a honey brown shade, and she had light blue eyes. Blue eyes weren’t very common here. There are only about four/five kids in my school, Havana and I included. My eyes were more of a sapphire shade though.
“Why? There are 2,389 classes in district 13. We will be fine.” Nelb sneered.
“You would know exactly how many, Nelb” Pan scoffed. His dark brown, squinty eyes flaring. Pan was husky and strong. His hair made me think of the color of ebony. Berroe had a crush on him, but with how he treats Nelb I can’t see why. But sometimes, Nelb does bring it upon himself.
“Can it, Pan.” I said, flashing him a look.
“Okay; sorry Nelby.” Pan joked.
“It’s Nelb” Nelb defended.
                Nelb had less of a build then the other boys. He had walnut colored hair and eyes a chestnut brown.

                I went to work on my flowers. I decided to use white roses as a background and then tiny blue ones for the words. The thorns no longer hurt me, for my hands had grown used to the stabbing. As I worked, I tried getting my mind off the reaping. What were the odds? It would never happen, not to us. The odds were in our favor. I’m assuming they are picking the class, and then announcing each name tomorrow. And now that I think about it, there are 26 people in our class, but there has to be 24 in the game. So it couldn’t be us. It couldn’t be. I had to keep reminding myself this throughout the night. 





It's Kinda Scary
how much and how often I want to be with you.



 







I want you to look in the mirror, and find something you never had the courage to say before.  
 

 

 
although i saw
it coming
it still hurt

That awkward moment when;;
you have no one to rant to &&

You turn on your camcorder

&& Pull a Jenna Marbles


 

forgeterr's signature format. Please don't remove credit. Or I will hunt you down. You do NOT want to get on my bad side.

 
dont  care.
                                                                                     If your ugly, but boy i'm in love with you  ♥

 

Act Like A Woman Think Like A man .

This is sad.....if this doesn't touch you......you're heartless. One night a guy & a girl were driving home from the movies. The boy sensed there was something wrong because of painful silence they shared between them that night. The girl asked the boy to pull over because she wanted to talk. She told him that her feelings have changed & that it was time to move on. A Silent tear slid dow...n his cheek............................ as he slowly reached into his pocket & passes her a folded note. At that moment, a drunk driver was speeding down that very same street. He swerved right into the drivers seat, killing the boy. Miraculously, the girl survived. Remembering the note she pulled it out & read it. "Without your love, I would die." If you make this your status in the next two minutes someone special will text or call you. If you don't post this, your worse week will start tomorrow.





That awkward moment when


people are talking about something they don't like, and you realize you do that thing and slowly start backing up and walking away.




completely my quote nmf

Confession #3 - When i was 6 years old i grabbed my little cousins spongebob costume and put it on .....my whole family laughed at >.< i thought i looked adorable! -____<

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