White Oleander

Granville 2022-03-22 09:02:51

Her name is Astrid, with healthy blonde hair, a thin face, and a cold collarbone. She inherited her mother's beauty and her mother's artistic talent.



She knew that her mother loved that man and hated that man. Mother said, "Love insults you, hatred makes you mature. It's reassuring."

Mother deleted a man's hard drive, ripped a man's clothes, stabbed a man's hand with a glass, put oleander in milk, and went to Mexico Buy DMSO. She knows, she knows.

One night she watched her mother arrested. "They don't have the right to arrest me, I'll be back in an hour," the mother told her back then.



"I gave birth to you to think for yourself. Don't forget who you are, Astrid."

"Loneliness is a human condition, and no one can fill that void. The best thing you can do is know yourself. Know what you want." That 's what

her mother taught her.



Mother was the most beautiful woman she had ever seen. "Never give the night to a man," said the mother. Never apologized, never explained. And my mother broke all her rules.

"I knew you were going to kill Barry, but you didn't care, you didn't care how that would affect me," Astrid later told his mother.





Just an archive.

-Sept.30, 2009

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  • Elza 2022-03-17 09:01:09

    Alison Lohman looks like something out of a fairy tale

  • August 2022-03-25 09:01:22

    Three different life experiences of a girl and three women A girl grows into a woman. . With Michelle, learn to be independent, strong and conceited. With Renee, learn to love to be loved and the danger of rebellion with Russian women. . Alison Lohman is quite special but not a favorite. . Movies are dull. . Between hurting people and being injured, I choose to leave the MAMA who is trying to control my life and find myself again. .

White Oleander quotes

  • Astrid: Everybody asks why I started at the end and worked back to the beginning, the reason is simple, I couldn't understand the beginning until I had reached the end. There were too many pieces of the puzzle missing, too much you would never tell. I could sell these things. People want to buy them, but I'd set all this on fire first. She'd like that, that's what she would do. She'd make it just to burn it. I couldn't afford this one, but the beginning deserves something special. But how do I show that nothing, not a taste, not a smell, not even the color of the sky, has ever been as clear and sharp as it was when I belonged to her. I don't know how to express the being with someone so dangerous is the last time I felt safe...

  • Astrid: You look at me mother and you don't like what you see. But this is the price... the price of belonging to you.