love really dont love you

i'm having trouble getting over how true this is

Trese x

star-cross'd

I think i...

pretty much

just fell in-

love

Tresex

don't judge me

new favourite breakfast:

vegemite toast with ham and egg whites
(2 slices 'burgen bread wholemeal and seeds' toast with vegemite, 25g lite ham and 2 boiled egg whites)

& accompanied with


chocolate soy thickshake
(250ml vitasoy 'soy milky lite', 60g cottees diet chocolate topping and a mother chucken shitload of ice so it makes a massive ass glass)


sounds gross i know, but tis actually oh so delicious.


so dont knock till you try it bitchhheesssss.



- danielle x.

oh kate moss how wise you are...

"nothing tastes as good 

as skinny feels"

brilliant.



-danielle x.

byme

yeah i'm not bored AT ALL

luff

byme

dads shoulders are the highest place on earth

trese x

remember when getting high meant swinging at the playground?

Okay im in search of a cool quote...i dont care who said it or what its about/if it has any profanities i just need a cool quote! 

ideas?

Trese x

I think I may be having one of those "I hate everything and everyone around me" days. Not for any particular reason,it's really only an accumulation of anger inside burning to come out.... So today just happens to be Explosion Day. Sorry to everyone who has to put up with me today! It's really not your fault! 

Trese x

There's good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little, sensitive, unappreciative, Pisces, Jesus man. Why don't you just enjoy it? I don't know!
I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too much of what i used to be, full of love and joy, kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function. I can't stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable, self-destructive, death rocker that I've become...
- Kurt Cobain

this actually made me start sobbing.....

1 year, 12 months, 365 days. A year ago right now I stood on top of a rooftop with him and he kissed me for the first time. I was such a different person, so innocent, so untouched, so unaware of how he would change me in the year to come.

But life happens, and suddenly you find yourself so far from where you've been. No warnings, no street signs, no one telling you where you made the wrong turn. From now on, every day will be a year since that day I spent with him: a year since I went to his house for the first time, a year since he brought me ice cream instead of soup when I was sick, a year since that photographer stopped us to take a picture of "the most beautiful couple he'd ever seen," a year since he left me a crying voicemail when his friend died, a year since I saw that look in his face and knew he was it for me, a year since he said I love you for the first time, a year since I couldn't say it back, a year since he left me, a year since he left everyone else. And soon it will be 2 years, then 3, then 10, and I won't even remember his face anymore and something somewhere will remind me of him and I will think to myself I really loved that boy.

A year since he kissed me, one month since he left me, two weeks, one day, four hours, seventeen minutes, and thirty-six seconds since he left us all. The hours keep moving along now, but the sun setting and rising, setting and rising is the only sign that time is still passing at all. I spend all my time at home; all I ever want to do is sleep. I don't go out with my friends, I don't feel like dancing, I can't focus on anything because I'm so goddamn tired of fighting that I've given up and I hate myself for it. I miss him, I have missed him, and missing him has become this dull aching hole in my chest, this feeling that comes in waves and bowls me over and makes me shake. I see pictures of him that make me cry and I think that I really fucked up and I wonder who I am and why I'm not doing absolutely everything I can to fix it, but then I realize that I can fix a lot of things, but his death is not one of them.

To every girl or boy or woman or man reading this: the biggest mistake you will ever make is letting fear of I love you stop you from saying it. I was afraid, but he thought that meant I didn't care. After a while, he gave up and it hurt him too much to stay. The only thing keeping me going when he left was the knowledge that he was the person I was meant to be with so in a little while, whether it be days or months or years, I would get another chance. I knew this so clearly that even when life felt so hard without him, I kept my chin up and the tears off my face because I knew he would be back. I forgot that life is fragile, hearts are only protected by a thin little cage of bones, people are born and die every day. I never once thought that I wouldn't get that second chance. I lived on it, it kept me breathing, and now that he is really gone I can't live without it.

So please, I beg of you, tell him or her. I didn't because I was afraid of humiliation, of getting hurt, of emotions so little compared to how I feel now. If I had said it he would have been at prom with me when it happened. He wouldn't have been the one picking up dinner for his mom so he wouldn't have been in that car and been at that intersection when that truck ran through that light and he would still be here. Please say it when you feel it because now the world is spiraling into chaos around me and every picture of what I was so sure my life would be like has been shattered and I need to do something to stop this from happening to anyone else.

It didn't have to be this way. It could have been a year since I said I love you back. It could have been 10 years from now, remembering where it all began on that rooftop, remembering how he always thought it would last a lifetime and, though I never said it, so did I. It could have been different, but it isn't. So I will just sit here and keep on breathing and hope that time will make each day, each month, each year a little bit easier to bear without him. I will keep trying to fit together the pieces of my life that I have left, even when the puzzles still a mess and I still feel so broken. It didn't have to be this way for me, and it doesn't have to be this way for you. Sometime in this life, the person who means to you what he did to me will be gone. Hopefully you will have time with them, time that I didn't have, but even if you do, it will happen sometime in the far future and when it does, the regret will break you if you never said it.

So here it is Connor, I like to think better late than never:

I love you.





le love

hey i want you

Trese x

..?

For all the times i never ever turned away and now she's here on someone else's arm 

do you want to see my heart bleed?

call me a geek, but like im actually really loving Jonathan Barnbrook at the moment! Yes i do realise he's a graphic designer, or typographer to be precise but like his stuff is actually really cool! AND i get to meet him next week :) totally psyched!!!

Trese x

shoe porn

I.NEED.THEM

say whatever you have to say, i'll stand by you

Trese x

yup

okay so i changed it a lil' let me know what your thinking peeps

trese x

rahhh

this is my logo....its pretty shit but just thought id share it with you :)

trese x

going back home

if you need me ill be sipping coffee in degraves lane.
i may or may not return


au revoir