Tomorrow (or today, if it's Saturday when you're reading this) marks the end of another year. It's been up and down, but then I suppose those are the moments that make life worth the living


Don't Cry Buzz had not seen Jessie all day, but knowing she had been at a sleepover the previous night with Bonnie, he was not terribly worried. He assumed she was hiding away, getting the sleep that most likely had not been possible while surrounded by several little girls full of sugary snacks and drinks. It was late afternoon, though, and he thought he would check on his cowgirl. "Anyone home?" he poked his head into the backpack Bonnie had taken with her. His brow furrowed in confusion as he found it filled with clothes, but no sign of Jessie.Don't Cry by ~PoetLaurie
"Hey, Mister Buzz!" He removed his head from the b
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