I am the Mockingjay.

A friend once said the memory of a single man is a fortress, more complex than the vastest of cities. But we invented a key to the fortress. There are no secrets anymore. My friend’s name was Edge, born from the Sensen abuses, he was the first to understand that we were all floating adrift. Edge died to remind us that some intimate doors are not supposed to be opened and that suffering, like painful memories, is just part of life. My name is Nilin Cartier-Wells. I am a memory hunter. I can know everything about you, and I can make you believe whatever I want. This is my gift, my legacy. For the first time in my life I remember exactly who I am. Outside my fortress, I now have a family to go back to and a world to confront - A damaged world. A world to heal. This is what my friend told me before he disappeared. I’ll never forget him.

happykid56:

me and my fiance… lol

lifeisbetterpurple:

tinalikesbutts:

Fucking kids care more about each other than we do

Tots are so perfect and then we fuck them up