This is just a joke. Don't take it seriously! I Любовь HG and (most) of these characters! Oh and there might be spoilers, so be careful if Ты haven't read up till Mockingjay!
President Snow- Making young children kill each other is totally fine.
Peeta- Don't tell the girl that Ты Любовь about your feelings for her, until Ты have to kill her.
Mrs. Everdeen- It's fine to blank out on your kids and leave them to fend for themselves. Who cares if your husband died? Just don't take care of your kids and it will be okay.
Gale- Creating a bomb that kills your best friend's little sister is perfectly fine, as long as Ты get your way (which involves killing the entire country)
Katniss- It's okay to break the laws and sell squirrels to the baker whose son Ты have to kill, and whose wife Просмотры Ты as trash.
Cinna- It's totally okay to set your clients on fire, then make them hold hands and pretend to be in Любовь before they have to kill each other.
President Snow- Making young children kill each other is totally fine.
Peeta- Don't tell the girl that Ты Любовь about your feelings for her, until Ты have to kill her.
Mrs. Everdeen- It's fine to blank out on your kids and leave them to fend for themselves. Who cares if your husband died? Just don't take care of your kids and it will be okay.
Gale- Creating a bomb that kills your best friend's little sister is perfectly fine, as long as Ты get your way (which involves killing the entire country)
Katniss- It's okay to break the laws and sell squirrels to the baker whose son Ты have to kill, and whose wife Просмотры Ты as trash.
Cinna- It's totally okay to set your clients on fire, then make them hold hands and pretend to be in Любовь before they have to kill each other.
Deep in the trees, in the midst of their Games,
We stood together: a pact, a team, friends.
Your presence revived me, weakened my pains,
Brought back who I was outside of their lens.
Yet now I lay with you, knowing you’re gone
Watching your innocence fade from your eyes.
As a parting wish, I whisper a song,
A hymn that follows your soul as it dies.
Your eyes flicker shut, your breath is now gone,
Yet your soul echoes throughout the vast wood,
Filling these desolate trees with a song;
And through my tears I stand where Ты once stood,
Holding a young girl whom I barely knew,
Eleven’s tribute, forever my Rue.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out for his Любовь to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told Ты to run so we’d both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a ожерелье of rope, side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree
Coming to the tree
Where they strung up a man they say murdered three.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where the dead man called out for his Любовь to flee.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Where I told Ты to run so we’d both be free.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree.
Are you, are you
Coming to the tree
Wear a ожерелье of rope, side by side with me.
Strange things did happen here
No stranger would it be
If we met up at midnight in the hanging tree