Tuck In Your Tail, Little Duck.

Still, I Hate Them. But, Of Course, I Hate Almost Everybody Now. Myself More Than Anyone.

If He Wants Me Broken, Then I Will Have To Be Whole.

I Drag Myself Out Of Nightmares Each Morning And Find There's No Relief In Waking.

It’s Not Wondering What I Breathe In, But Who, That Threatens To Choke Me.

So, In A Way, My Name Being Drawn In The Reaping Was A Real Piece Of Luck," Says Peeta.