"Her eyes are fixed on the floor but I'm sure they do not see it — her sight seems tuned in, gone down into her heart: she is looking at what she can remember, I believe: not at what is really present."
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I was thinking about the Jonas Brothers’ dogs, and I realized that their dogs are very similar to their owners. Elvis, is always looking serious, and mysterious, just like Nick. Riley, looks cute, and full of energy, like Kevin. And Winston, seems to be extremely friendly, and definitely a ladies man, just like Joe.

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this is so true!!

this is TOTALLY true omg!!! 

• TYPE YOUR NAME: Annie
• TYPE YOUR NAME WITH YOUR ELBOW: asnnjie
• TYPE YOUR NAME WITH YOUR EYES SHUT: Annie
• TYPE YOUR NAME WITH YOUR CHIN: zsnnjkde
• SLAM YOUR FACE ON THE KEYBOARD: n bvgftr

When I missed finnick, and my bad thoughts against me, I ran into the shore and I looked up to the horizon and like Mags on my dream said to me he lives on the horizon now. Yes, Mags was right, his heartbeat is the sea, and the sound of the waves hitting the coral is his way to talk to me, the sound of our beautiful sea. He’s still with me, he will never leave me alone. That’s what I have to believe.

Reblog with your 10 favourite ships. 

1. Finnick x Annie
2. Castle x Beckett
3. Damon x Elena 
4. Peeta x Katniss
5. Augustus x Hazel
6. James Potter x Lily Potter
7. Blaine x Kurt
8. Ron x Hermione
9. Ezra x Aria
10. Gale x Madge

Book club with authors  

• Suzanne Collins: "Finnick and Annie returned to district 4 and had a child togeth-"
• JK Rowling: No no no! What are you doing, you can't let that character live. You have to be ruthless. You have to rip out the reader's heart.
• Suzanne Collins: But he really doesn't need to die
• JK Rowling: DO YOU WANT A BEST SELLER?!
• Suzanne Collins: Yes bu-
• JK Rowling: THEN KILL HIM
• Stephenie Meyer: Hey Jo maybe you could help me with breaking daw-
• JK Rowling: Be quiet Stephenie

Pick up all your tears, throw em in your back seat. Leave without a second glance. Somehow I’m to blame, for this never-ending racetrack you call life.