Winning The Games Will Make

But Because Two Can Play At This Game, I Stand On Tiptoe And Kiss His Cheek. Right On His Bruise.

Happy Hunger Games! And May The Odds Be Ever In Your Favor.

No More Fear Of Hunger. A New Kind Of Freedom. But What Then ... What? What Would My Life Be Like On A Daily Basis? Most Of It Has Been Consumed With The Acquisition Of Food. Take That Away And I'm Not Really Sure Who I Am, What My Identity Is. The Idea Scares Me Some.

Who Says I Can't Handle It? I Can Handle It," Said Gregor Obviously Not Handling It.

Peeta Bakes. I Hunt. Haymitch Drinks Until The Liquor Runs Out.