I'm Beth. Books. Whimsy. Star Wars. My girls. Macbooks. Getting an hour alone. The Turn of the Screw. My husband. Marcus Mumford. Memphis. Sarcasm. Dr. Pepper. David Foster Wallace. Shakespeare. Purple. Well-constructed sentences. Leonard Cohen. Captain Wentworth. Neruda. Hemingway. Chapter 21 of Jane Eyre. Sweet potatoes. Clive Staples. The Office. The Emerald Coast. The Arkells. Tolkien. Christoph Waltz. Chewy Chips Ahoy. Prayer. Social Media. Driving with the windows rolled down. Melina Marchetta. James Vincent McMorrow. Kevin Smith movies. Carey Mulligan's face. Cream Cheese. Paper Route. John Krasinski. Big, fat Russian novels. Wine. Arrested Development. Scottish accents. The BBC. The Pixies. DCfC. Jesus. Vintage t-shirts. New words. And honey in my tea.
The long awaited Josh interview.
I’m sorry. Are there other things that matter today BESIDES THIS INTERVIEW?
Look at Peeta. LOOK AT HIS BREAD-KNEADING FACE.
(via greatesthungergamesfans)
It’s not a fair comparison really. Gale and I were thrown together by a mutual need to survive. Peeta and I know the other’s survival means our own death.
How can you NOT see it? I totally see it. Although Gale would NEVER make that douche-tastic face. Still. I love this cast.
(via ronpond)
