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[…] I keep the few items I had on me when I was lifted from the arena. My mockingjay pin. Peeta’s token, the gold locket with photos of my mother and Prim and Gale inside. A silver parachute that holds a spile for tapping trees, and the pearl Peeta gave me a few hours before I blew out the force field. […]

I feel around for the parachute and slide my fingers inside until they close around the pearl. I sit back on my bed cross-legged and find myself rubbing the smooth iridescent surface of the pearl back and forth against my lips. For some reason, it’s soothing. A cool kiss from the giver himself.

Pll season 1: Four girls are cyberbullied and deal relationships, grades, and other hardships of being a teenager.

Pll season 5: Four girls are nearly killed every day and constantly accused of murder. They deal with obstacles like being held captive in a life size doll house by a psycho murderer. Charles is there.

‘Morover’, went on Mrs. Gibson (…), ‘I never liked Maurice Hilton. He never had any sense of decorum…always kissing his wife in the most unsuitable places!’ (Are you sure you kiss me in suitable places, Gilbert? I’m afraid Mrs. Gibson would think the nape of the neck, for instance, most unsuitable.)

L.M. Montgomery, Anne’s letter to Gilbert, Anne of Windy Poplars (via gilbertblythe)