Happy 35th birthday Ian Joseph Somerhalder
Everything inside me screams for just one more kiss, one more word, one more glance, one more. (requested by persasssy)
I think some people think it's just apple pie and sunshine and sprinkles and ponies. Which is just funny. But I never feel the need to go out and make some grand statement that I'm dark and twisty and complicated, because I'm not that either. It's just not as simple as ponies and rainbows, though I do love ponies and rainbows.
Peeta looks up at me, his brow creased in thought. “Her death was the most despicable, wasn’t it?”
“How about starting with how you could marry Valentine? How you could have married a man like that, made him my father - he’s a monster.”
“No. He’s a man. He’s not a good man. But if you want to know why I married him, it was because I loved him.”