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Lea Marisa G. Ifurung:)
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Let's keep it quite simple,shall we?
18 years of age. Currently taking up BS Pharmacy.
I'm young, a bit wild but not so free;) I can be bitchy and I can also be sweet. this is my blog, it soothes my mind,heart,body and soul.I am too positive to be doubtful,too optimistic to be fearful and too determined to be defeated.
Let's just make things clear.I go beyond my limitations, I sometimes break the ground rules and most of the time or all of the time I am fragile. But none the less I am so much more than what the eyes meet:)
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I don't need haters&I don't need enemies.
I stand for what I believe in.I am ME, and that's someone YOU can never be.
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fuckyeahpeetamellark:
100 Peeta Mellark Scenes/Mentions → 05. Everything About You
“You have a…remarkable memory,” I say haltingly.
“I remember everything about you,” says Peeta, tucking a loose strand of hair behind my ear. “You’re the one who wasn’t paying attention.”
“I am now,” I say.
“Well, I don’t have much competition here,” he says.
I want to draw away, to close the shutters again, but I know I can’t. It’s as if I can hear Haymitch whispering in my ear, “Say it! Say it!”
I swallow hard and get the words out. “You don’t have much competition anywhere. ” And this time, it’s me who leans in.
fuckyeahpeetamellark:
100 Peeta Mellark Scenes/Mentions → 13. I don’t want him to die
And while I was talking, the idea of actually losing Peeta hit me again and I realized how much I don’t want him to die. And it’s not about the sponsors. And it’s not about what will happen when we get home. And it’s not just that I don’t want to be alone. It’s him. I do not want to lose the boy with the bread.
theyrenotgonnapickyou:
This is the first kiss that we’re both fully aware of. Neither of us hobbled by sickness or pain or simply unconscious. Our lips neither burning with fever or icy cold. This is the first kiss where I actually feel stirring inside my chest. Warm and curious. This is the first kiss that makes me want another.
(via fuckyeahpeetamellark)
fuckyeahpeetamellark:
100 Peeta Mellark Scenes/Mentions → 30. nightmares
“Peeta, how come I never know when you’re having a nightmare?” I say.
“I don’t know. I don’t think I cry out or thrash around or anything. I just come to, paralyzed with terror,” he says.
“You should wake me,” I say, thinking about how I can interrupt his sleep two or three times on a bad night. About how long it can take to calm me down.
“It’s not necessary. My nightmares are usually about losing you,” he says. “I’m okay once I realize you’re here.”
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