get lost, and then get found, and you'll come back to me;

mockingclave:

How d e s p i c a b l e we must seem to you.

f i r e   i s   c a t c h i n g

_{"What must it be like, I wonder, to live in a world where food appears at the press of a button? How would I spend the hours I now commit to combing the woods for sustenance if it were so easy to come by? What do they do all day, these people in the Capitol, besides decorating their bodies and waiting around for a new shipment of tributes to roll in and die for their entertainment?"}