My and my sister fighting escalated from physical blows to shouts of: “NO- THE OUTSIDER- BELLE- RUMBELLEEEE-” “WELL FINNICK IS DEAD AND HE ALWAYS WILL BE.”
The end result was us both collapsed on her bed like:
Confession: I’ve been OD’ing on feels on a regular basis.
Ever since Skin Deep, every single time Rum/Gold mentions Love:
Some people call me Lyd.
Some people call me Dean.
Some people call me crazy.