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Don’t let the timeline discourage you. 🫶🏽
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Comment "💧" to be tagged in my next edit - opinions on this edit? :)) btw today I met my best internet friend, that was sooooo fun 😋💗 you should go and follow her :)) @dolxntwinx
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holaa amigos!! I HOPE YOU HAD//HAVE AN AMAZING DAY!! ILYSM 😋 posting tomorrow tooooo :))
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Good morning #FanstandFriday 🌅💛🌅 Thanks @sassyrauraonfire.r5 for sharing this beautiful #PennsylvaniaHS pic 📷💖📷 of your cousin 🌲💙🌲 with @travelinghandstands 🌎💚🌎
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Awwww thanks for making this friendship for us Sharay!!!!!😀😀 Love you💙😘 @sharayr5_kenzier5 #AustinAndAllysNumber1FanAnnie #AustinAndAllysNumber1FanSharay #AnnieAndSharayBestFriendsForever #R5sNumber1FanAnnie #R5sNumber1FanSharay
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Chapter 111 The Wedding Dress PART 1/7!!! . We get out of te damn wedding dress boutique, quickly grab our things at the hotel, and take a train back to Twelve. There was no point in staying at the Capitol when I just found out there is already a dress for me. When Effie told me there was a wedding gown Cinna had made for me, the first thought that crossed my mind was if Cinna was alive. Maybe he could, I thought, maybe he could and I didn't know. Of course I dismissed the vague idea a couple of seconds later. If he was alive, I'd know. But he's dead. As far as I know, Peacekeepers killed him in front of me. Or maybe he was still alive after they'd beaten him, and then he was tortured to get information from any rebel movement, and then finally died. Either way, it is my fault that he's dead. That's a fact and it has always been. I don't deserve it. I don't deserve any of the things he made for me, leave alone a wedding dress... Still, I can't help feel a spark of hope and excitement when I think of what I'll find when we get back to 12. Effie said it is in Twelve, but that's all she said, she will tell me no more until I get there and see it for myself. We were supposed to get to 12 until the day after tomorrow, but now, knowing that the dress is at home and the trip to the Capitol was certainly in vain, we will get tomorrow in the morning, we'll just have to spend the night here on the Train. The rest of the afteroon, I lock myself in my room, lay in bed with the covers up to my neck, close my eyes forcefully, and when the night falls, I fight the cold, hideous nightmares, alone. I spend the rest of the night not being held on Peeta's arms. *****
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Omggg *.* <3
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