Be careful with oleanders

Cameron 2022-03-23 09:03:17

I smelled that midnight burn again, and
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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  • Zechariah 2022-03-27 09:01:20

    I smell that midnight burn again, I want 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. Wherever I go, my compass always points west, and I always know what time it is in California.

  • Jesus 2022-03-19 09:01:10

    Alison's performance is so amazing, I can't say it~ When we are growing up and facing adversity, how should we choose.

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.