oooh, imma die.
Shonda Rhimes is all like:
people who laugh so hard at their own jokes that they can’t even finish the joke because they’re laughing so hard are my favorite kind of people
December 4, 1969: Black Panther Party comrades Fred Hampton and Mark Clark assassinated by the Chicago Police and FBI. Never forget and never forgive.
"You can kill a revolutionary, but you can’t kill the revolution." — Fred Hampton
Q: I want to know, in life, what would be your individual weapon of choice?
"Far below, I can just make out Finnick, struggling to hang on as three mutts tear at him. As one yanks back his head to take the death bite, something bizarre happens. It’s as if I’m Finnick, watching images of my life flash by. The mast of a boat, a silver parachute, Mags laughing, a pink sky, Beetee’s trident, Annie in her wedding dress, waves breaking over rocks. Then it’s over."
i dont know how this will happen in the movie, but surely a piece of me will go with Finnick.