"All my life men like you have sneered at me. And all my life I’ve been knocking men like you into the dust."
SANSA STARK APPRECIATION WEEK - day 5 : One scene.
Sansa sat up. “Lady,” she whispered. For a moment it was as if the direwolf was there in the room, looking at her with those golden eyes, sad and knowing. She had been dreaming, she realized. Lady was with her, and they were running together, and… and… trying to remember was like trying to catch the rain with her fingers. The dream faded, and Lady was dead again.
AvaLynn was attacked by another student on the school playground. We are fighting for answers and for greater supervision at school.
My friend Lacey Harris’s 5 year old daughter was brutalized by another child on the playground at school this week, in Pascagoula, Mississippi. Her face is swollen and bruised beyond recognition, and the only thing the school can tell her is that they “are investigating”
This sweet little 5 year old girl is terrified to return to school. She is in pain and she has been MAIMED. This needs IMMEDIATE media attention. The school and local news are ignoring the mother’s and loved ones’ cries for help. This family needs justice for what has been done to their poor little angel, and not just to be swept under the rug, as the school district is attempting to do. PLEASE shine some light on this situation and force school administration and news media to get some answers!
The mother has started a GoFundMe page to request help for paying medical bills and legal fees, as it looks as though she’s going to have to pursue this route in order to get any justice at all for her little girl. Please, please, share this link on your page. Even if people are unable to donate, please just help us get the word out on what is going on with this poor family.
This is really heartbroken for me and extremely hard to look at.
This is the link to Ava’s donation page.
Please donate and share and PRAY!
God bless you all!
WHEN I WAS IN 8TH GRADE I DIDN’T HAVE A PHONE OR AN IPOD SO I WOULD LITERALLY PRINT OUT FANFICS AND READ THEM AT SCHOOL
remember the struggle, kids.
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Birthday: February 28
Favorite color: Judging by my recent purchases from like the past year, TEAL. Apparently.
Lucky number: 13 always does good things with me
Talents: buying books and NOT READING THEM. It’s hard, but I’m super talented at it.
Last dream you remember: No, you don’t get to know that.
Can you juggle: I WOULD HAVE LISTED IT UNDER TALENTS IF I COULD
Art/sports/both: ??? Like, do I do them? Watch them? Support them?
Do you like writing: Sometimes yes. Mostly I feel compelled to write.
Do you like dancing: I was alone last winter one night and I listened to this one song on repeat and literally romantic slow danced with myself in the kitchen for half an hour. So yeah, I guess I like dancing.
Do you like singing: Yes
Dream vacation: ALL EXPENSES PAID. Oh, what, you meant place? Hmm, most places. Hawaii, Paris, ROME, Korea. I want to go a lot of places.
Dream guy/gal: TOM FUCKING HIDDLESTON IS MY IDEAL. But I’d settle for like Kim Hyun Soo or something.
Dream wedding: I’m having all the food and a really big gown and everything else is whatever. JUST CARE ABOUT THE FOOD. And the husband. But FOOD.
Dream pet: OLD ENGLISH SHEEP DOG OR A CHOW CHOW. THE FLUFF.
Dream job: Writing tbh. Getting paid to stay up late and type, sleeping in and rolling out of bed right into work in my PJs.
Favourite song: Like, that changes. CONSTANTLY. But one I always go back to is Gravity by Vienna Teng. UGH IT’S SO BEAUTIFUL AND I LOVE IT AND WILL ALWAYS LOVE IT.
Favorite albums: Probably an OST from a drama or something, I dunno.
Least favorite song: BLURRED LINES. Gross.
Least favorite album: Whatever album Blurred Lines is on.
Least favorite artist: Robin Thicke GROSS.
Eye color: I don’t really have one?
Humorous/serious: I’d rather have humorous over serious. Like needs to be fun and light hearted, even in the hard times.
Taller/shorter: TALLER HNNNNGH
Biggest turn-off: sarcasm. Mean-spirited joking.
Biggest turn-on: Kindness and gentleness. JUST HNG. Also a deep voice. Saying kind words. FUCK ME.
Can we just stop and talk about this for a minute?
Thresh doesn’t make an alliance. Thresh doesn’t waste time liking her. Thresh knows that either he must kill her or she must kill him for one of them to win.
But this is the only way he can repay her for protecting Rue when he couldn’t. It’s the only way he can repay her for honoring Rue when he couldn’t. He honors her by sparing her friend, the girl who would have died for her.
The revolution really doesn’t start with Katniss.
It starts with Rue.
SOMEBODY FINALLY SAID IT
This is exactly the point I’ve been trying to make for years. Okay, so the revolution gets it’s kindling with Katniss. She volunteers, well that’s new, she rebels in the display of talents by shooting the apple. This triggers her perfect score, okay. These aren’t really “Revolutionary” though.
It’s not even revolutionary when Peeta professes his love, because, let’s face it, the rules of the game haven’t changed. They’re still just two kids who would have to KILL each other to win. Without a doubt, it would bring some interest to the games, so the Capitol makes propaganda about it. The “Star Crossed Lovers” in a game of life and death.
But what changes the game is Rue. Right away from her introduction in the books we know Rue is going to be somewhat of a big deal. She was compared to the most important character to Katniss, Prim, so that’s a huge indicator. She’s small, young, she’s what Prim would have been.
So Katniss instantly feels a subconscious pull toward her.
When they meet in the trees, Katniss could have killed Rue easily, and Rue probably could have pulled a sneak attack or alerted the Careers of Katniss’s presence. Instead, Rue points out the Tracker Jacker nest.
Then it escalates, Rue and Katniss become an odd team, they’re an alliance, which is never new in the Hunger Games, as forming teams and then betraying them at the end seems to be a common, but there’s is different. It’s close, it’s sisterly, protective.
And then Rue get’s impaled. Katniss kills her first tribute with ease after that. Comparing it to hunting game. Katniss holds Rue, she cries, and then she sings. She sings for Rue a song of promised safety and warmth, something completely absent in the arena.
And this is where the metaphorical canon fires. Katniss could have left Rue, the hovercraft would have been along to pick her up, but she can’t. She’s morally obligated to love this girl as much as possible. And this is where the revolution starts.
She honors the dead. She honors a dead tribute from a district she’d never seen, a person she’d known for only a short period of time. But she throws away Hunger Games norms. She rejects them completely.
In the Hunger Games you’re supposed to kill mercilessly and leave the victims for the plain box they’re shipped home in.
Katniss gives Rue a funeral in the Games, she decorates the body, she makes it look like Rue is sleeping. Like no harm had come. Katniss just ignited the coals that Rue had placed.
Rue’s District sends a parachute. Homemade bread.
Then Thresh kills Clove and distracts Cato by taking his bag.
The fire is going now, and the actions in Catching Fire are even more obvious.
The Speech for Rue. Peeta’s painting. Everything eludes back to this one little girl who became Katniss’s family.
So the revolution never started with Katniss, she was just the tinder for Rue’s ignition.
Rue was the real Mockingjay.
Also, who’s four note whistle is constantly attached to the trailers?
Rue is omnipresent in the books and movies, and I absolutely love it.
The rebellion was started because the innocence of a black girl was defiled.
That is a powerful statement that a lot of people gloss over for this book