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hey i just met you and this is crazy but i’m already naming our children and i’m already coordinating the colours of our wedding and i picked out a house for us in the city so call me maybe
my thoughts during school
me: i wonder when my teacher lost their virginity
me: what if a man with a gun walked in right now
me: whens lunch
me: the fuck is this
me: why are you here
me: can i kill all of you with one bullet
me: what if i locked all the girls in the locker room and made them fight to the death like the hunger games
me: what if i stood up on the desk and ripped off my pants
me: dont touch me i have more followers than you
Jennifer Lawrence and first impressions:
Woody Harrelson: I was on my bus, and on my bus I have a yoga swing. Jennifer comes on, and she goes, 'Hi, Woody, I'm J—is that a sex swing?' Her first sentence to me.
Josh Hutcherson: When I got cast, she called me up for one of those five-minute 'Excited to work with you, blah, blah, blah' things. The conversation started with her saying, 'Think about a catheter going in – ouch!' and then turns into a 45-minute rant about zombies and the apocalypse.
Zoë Kravitz: I'd met her a few times, and she was like, 'You should come over and we'll hang out.' So I go over to her apartment, and she opens the door in a towel. She's like, 'Come in, sorry, you're early, I was about to shower.' And she drops her towel and gets in the shower, and starts shaving her legs, totally naked. She was like, 'Are we here yet? Is this OK?' And I was like, 'I guess we're there!'
president snow: LET'S GET DOWN TO BUSINESS
peeta: TO BAKE SOME BUNS
haymitch: DID THEY SEND ME TRIBUTES WHEN I ASKED FOR RUM?
effie: you're the saddest bunch i ever met but you can bet, before we're through
haymitch: THAT I'LL
MAKE A VICTOR
OUT OF YOOOUUUU
effie, octavia, portia and flavius: stylish as the capitol-
cinna: BUT ON FIRE WITHIN
haymitch: once you earn your sponsors, you'll be SURE TO WIN
effie: you are a spineless
octavia and portia: PALE
flavius: and pathetic lot
haymitch: aND YOU HAVEN'T GOT A CLUEEEE
MAKE A VICTOR OUT OF YOOUUUU
wake up: exhausted
12 pm: exhausted
3 pm: fucking exhausted
5 pm: really fucking exhausted
7 pm: about to pass out
bed time: the energy of 5 million condensed suns
barackobama: ihopebarackobama: I hope Barack Obama finds this blog and it makes his day. We can’t speak for the man himself, but it made ours.