you’re offensive : ian somerhalder
Rob in Lisbon
I had a dream my life would be
so different from this hell I’m living
so different now from what it seems
now life has killed the dream I dreamed
What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that.
So after, when he whispers, You love me. Real or not real? I tell him, Real.