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Dear diary, today, I ate some oatmeal for my breakfast. It was flavorless and watery. I thought of my mother. I cried. Then I put on my raincoat and traveled to the market. I purchased a pair of fancy mice. When I brought them home, one devoured the other and then died of loneliness. I felt envy. I lost a button on my cloak. Spike pointed it out in front of all of Wolfram & Hart- o, cruel attention. Button, o button, o where have thou fled? Did thee tary too long amongst fabric and thread? Did thou fall from my bosom and cease to exist? How I wish I could follow thee into the mist.
Angel (via incorrectbuffyquotes)