I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone. — Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone. — Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone. — Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone. — Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone. — Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
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I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone.

— Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
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