Seriemaníaca

May the odds be ever in your favor.

I protect Prim in every way I can, but I’m powerless against the reaping

“Here we are, all of us, basically alone, separate creatures, just circling each other, all searching for that slightest hint of a real connection. Some look in the wrong places, some just give up hope because in their mind they’re thinking “Oh there’s nobody out there for me.” But all of us, we keep trying over and over again. Why? Because every once in a while…every once in a while, two people meet and there’s that spark.”