Floor’s Reviews > White Oleander > Status Update

‘It was a secret wanting, like a song I couldn’t stop humming, or loving someone I could never have.’

‘The mind was so thin, barely a spiderweb, with all its fine thoughts, aspirations, and beliefs in its own importance. Wat how easily it unravels, evaporates under the first lick of pain.’

‘The nearest I’d come to feeling anything like God was the plain blue cloudless sky and a certain silence, but how do you pray to that?’