They’re supposed to be for the horses, but who cares? They’ve got years to eat sugar, whereas you and I…well, if we see something sweet we better grab it quick. You’re absolutely terrifying me in that get-up. What happened to the pretty little-girl dresses?
We’re more married than any piece of paper or big party could make us.
“Remember, heads high. Smiles. They're going to love you!”
we star-crossed lovers of district 12, who suffered so much and enjoyed so little the rewards of our victory, do not seek our fans’ favor, grace them with our smiles, or catch their kisses. we are unforgiving.
“For there to be betrayal, there would have to have been trust first.”