I wanted to feel the heat of the Santa Ana wind.
It's a secret longing,
like a song I can't stop humming,
or like someone dear to me that I'll never have.
No matter where I go,
my compass always points west, and
I always know what time it is in California.
——"White Oleander"
She is the one who understands you best. She is the one who controls you. She is the person you hate the most. She is the most secret love and longing in your heart.
You are the one she abandoned. You are the one she is jealous of. You are her history and mistakes. You are her unspeakable bond and her freedom that she cannot let go.
They are just one person. Maybe that's you.
If one day, you will cry when you read this sentence.
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