Welcome, welcome, welcome.
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Josh singing Mario Theme song!!! omg !! this is just so cute!! ♥

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Fandoms

    Harry Potter Fan: I want to go to Hogwarts
    Percy Jackson Fan: I want to go to Camp Half-Blood
    Hunger Games Fan: I... I'm alright
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How months go by

    Most people: January, February, March, April, May, June, July, August, September, October, November, December
    TV Fandom: JanuaryFebruaryMarchAprilMay, Juuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuune, Julyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy, Auguuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuust, SeptembeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeerOctoberNovemberDecember
2016

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It’s so quiet in here and i feel so cold. This house no longer feels like home

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Peeta Mellark! Oh no, I think. Not him. Because I recognize thisname, although I have never spoken directly to it’s owner. PeetaMellark. No, the odds are not in my favor today.

Peeta Mellark! Oh no, I think. Not him. Because I recognize this
name, although I have never spoken directly to it’s owner. Peeta
Mellark. No, the odds are not in my favor today.

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hdjkhaskjfgjasf amazing fanmade trailer for catching fire!!!

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The Games; Gale’s POV

There’s nothing more frustrating than watching the girl you love, throwing herself at someone else. The live broadcastings have done nothing but angered me, so instead I choose to spend my times in the woods. What used to be a safe haven I shared with her has turned into a lonely place of reminiscing. I’m hauling my usual load into the hob when I catch a glimpse of the old television screen by Greasy Sae’s. They’re together again, wonderful. She’s wounded; a long gash on her forehead has only just begun to scab over. Though my blood begins to boil, an unexplainable force is tugging me towards the screen. He’s lying on the floor of a tiny cavern with her hovering over him. “Maybe you aren’t the only one who.. worries about what it’d be like if..” she’s stuttering wildly, leaving her sentence unfinished. She leans down towards him, pressing her lips to his. My game bag falls to floor and I stomp furiously out into the chilly air. The pretext of this all being an act no longer applies. Because for a moment her eyes reflected a strong compassion that she’s never been able to share with me. And I know now that she never will.

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