Well she cut me deep with the way she moved, then she pulled me in and she licked my wounds.
Well… This review will be writing itself. Some of these parallels were word for fucking word. It was so heavy handed that I can’t stop laughing.
I look in the mirror and I try to see myself.
“You should have been the Mockingjay. No one would’ve had to feed you lines,” I say.
“True. But no one likes me,” she tells me.
If you want to save Stiles, kill him. That’s the only way.