Look at this ship
Isn't it neat?
Wouldn't you think my otp list's complete?
Wouldn't you think I'm the girl
The girl who ships ev'rything?
Look at these loves
angst to behold
How many feels can one otp hold?
Lookin' around here you'd think
(Sure) she's ships everything
I've got eye sex and tension aplenty
I've got fanfics and graphics galore
(You want headcanons?
I got twenty)
But who cares?
No big deal
I want more
“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.”—(S.Collins, Mockingjay)