Or maybe she is just really really happy
I HAVE A DATE TOMORROW! okay. i need to calm down. it’s not like i haven’t been on a date in three years or something… oh wait.
OH
MY
GOD.
THIS MIGHT JUST BE
THE BEST THING
THAT HAS EVER
BEEN POSTED ON
TUMBLR .
This is amazing, just watch it!!!
Reblogging this AGAIN
this is gold

” ‘On the count of three?’ Peeta leans down and kisses me once, very gently. “The count of three,” he says. We stand, our backs pressed together, our empty hands locked tight. “Hold them out. I want everyone to see,” he says. I spread out my fingers, and the dark berries glisten in the sun. I give Peeta’s hand one last squeeze as a signal, as a good-bye, and we begin counting. “One.” Maybe I’m wrong. “Two.” Maybe they don’t care if we both die. “Three!” It’s too late to change my mind. I lift my hand to my mouth taking one last look at the world. The berries have just passed my lips when the trumpets begin to blare. The frantic voice of Claudius Templesmith shouts above them. “Stop! Stop! Ladies and gentlemen, I am pleased to present the victors of the 74th Hunger Games, Katniss Everdeen and Peeta Mellark! I give you - the tributes of District 12!”
THE WORST TIME TO FART.




