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Demi Lovato + Magazines

^{It’s a long shot, it’s suicide maybe, but I do the only thing I can think of. I lean in and kiss Peeta full on the mouth. His whole body starts shuddering, but I keep my lips pressed to his until I have to come up for air. My hands slide up his wrists to clasp his. “Don’t let him take you from me.”
   Peeta’s panting hard as he fights the nightmares raging it his head. “No. I don’t want to..”} 

am i the only person that fucking hates the larry ship

No!