The saddest thing about betrayal is that it never comes from your enemies.
Anonymous (via suspend)

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I am hopelessly in love with a memory. An echo from another time, another place.
Michael Faudet  (via perfect)

alittleheartandruh:

The most beautiful thing

is that He knows

what you are about to tell Him

and yet

He still listens.

Fantasies. Like having your own entertainment channel that you can cut, edit and replay anytime, anywhere.

Michael Faudet  

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Josh in Paris (thank you anon!)


(Source: seaquell)

Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Don’t tell anyone but I just had major Daddy Josh feels.

Just Like Daddy

theanchorandhisbutterfly:

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The front door swings open and I hear the pitter patter of her little feet dancing across the entry way and into the living room.

“Daddy, Daddy! Do you like it?” She exclaims as her sweet giggles fill the room.

Looking over my beautiful girl, I take in her appearance.

A tan, couple…

Waiting Patiently

theanchorandhisbutterfly:

imageMy little princess has been waiting all day.

She is just like her mother in every single way.

She is caring.

She is helpful.

She is sweet.

She is charming.

Most of all she is patient.

She has been waiting all day to hold her new little brother.

She knew she wasn’t first in…

Her Very Own Tree House

theanchorandhisbutterfly:

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She is very curious, our little one.

She is full of imagination and adventure.

She asks lots of questions and expects detailed answers.

The day she found out her daddy used to live in a tree house, she wanted to know where hers was.

I told her she doesn’t have one because it wasn’t…

theanchorandhisbutterfly:

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Holding Her

There is nothing quite like holding her

Her pint-sized frame bundled in my strong embrace

Her skin so smooth against my own

Her tiny breaths of new life filling up the room

The pitter-patter of her heart molding with my steady beat

While holding her the whole world ceases

Leaving nothing but my love for her

With my little creation tucked safely in my arms

My eyes drift shut with thoughts of her alone

There is really nothing quite like holding her