I sleep with Clove tonight. I have my arms wrapped around her while she sleeps. I wish I never had to let go. On her birthday, really? The Quarter Quell had to be announced then. It had to.
I wish I could just go and kill that stupid president and skin him alive. Or burn him alive, I heard that was really painful. I could just….. ugh so many good pain methods would work. Clove told me not to worry, but I can tell she's worried about me, so why can't I worry about her?