I took a short break.
We needed it.
It wasn't you, it was me.
I came crawling back.
And still this week I have ignored you.
Would you like some flowers?
Dear Hunger Games,
Curses on all your damn districts!
You got me.
This time with your movie.
Which forced me to re-read the books.
Which forced me to realize that you did a terrible job!
Peeta loses a leg!
What was so damn hard about that?
Dear Catching Fire Casting Directors,
This is not Finnick Odair.
What was so hard about this situation?
Never, for one moment think that you are one
of those bloggers.
You know the ones, with the awesome self portraits on Instagram.
Showing off their new hair cuts, or sunglasses, or WIWs.
Don't think you are that cool,
because you are not.
You really look like this...
Yeah, I was trying to take a serious pic of my new hair cut.
Then I saw you photo bombing me,
and I realized.
Mommy just ain't that serious.
PS: you are rocking Kindergarten.
An entire post will be devoted to you.
If you can find me this shirt,