₪ ø lll ·o. I love Michael Jackson. 30 Seconds To Mars. Manchester United. Harry Potter. The Echelon. And etc. I'm a weird, ironic person and like to reblog whatever I want. I tend to follow back.
"So break yourself against my stones/ And spit your pity in my soul/ You never needed any help/ You sold me out to save yourself/ And I won't listen to your shame/ You ran away - you're all the same/ Angels lie to keep control..."
Slipknot - Snuff
Far below, I can just make out Finnick, struggling to hang on as three mutts tear at him. As one yanks back his head to take the death bite, something bizarre happens. It’s as if I’m Finnick, watching images of my life flash by.
The mast of a boat, a silver parachute, Mags laughing, a pink sky, Beetee’s trident, Annie in her wedding dress, waves breaking over rocks.
Then it’s over.
(via madgeundersees)
You know, I’m going to be disappointed if he isn’t cast as Finnik… I blame you, teacup :P
i love this book...much it’s not even funny.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY