bookshelf: the hunger games trilogy by suzanne collins

by @hanna

hanna

but one day i’ll have to explain my nightmares. why they came. why they won’t ever really go away.
i’ll tell them how i survive it. i’ll tell them that on bad mornings, it feels impossible to take pleasure in anything because i’m afraid it could be taken away. that’s when i make a list in my head of every act of goodness i’ve ever seen someone do. it’s like a game. repetitive. even a little tedious after more than twenty years.
but there are much worse games to play.