I'm not sure why this is hitting me so hard.
I never met Trevor Schlingheyde, and I didn't even know his last name until 4 days ago when I was trying to determine if the Instagram and Twitter comedian had really and truly passed away.
I can't find any solid answers beyond condolences from other celebrity comedians, and notes from his real life friends on his Instagram feed.
Who is Trevor? Trevso_electric?
I don't really know. I just always laughed at the shit this guy posted.
In a series of hilariously, painfully true posts, I realized that many North American girls can be summed up with the following hashtags:
#blessed
#MichaelKors
#Starbucks
#Latte
#literallydying
#uggs
#lulu
That's it. And it's pretty true. Some namastes, yoga and wine references, and it is a sad, beautiful and picture perfect synopsis of how a lot of us are operating.
I laughed at his shit. A lot.
And then I read that he died. And I still don't believe it.
He was a source of light laughter. He was silly and funny, and I always knew I would laugh whenever I could stop and scroll before bed. I looked forward to it.
And I just don't know what happened. And I can't tell him all of that. I never left a comment, never even thought about it. And I just feel sick that he's gone. I feel awful for his friends and family. His dogs. I'm quite certain he was a pitbull owner, and knew how sweet and wonderful those dogs are. A friend of the breed. I liked that.
And there will be no more.
You were a gem, man. You will be missed.
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I never met Trevor Schlingheyde, and I didn't even know his last name until 4 days ago when I was trying to determine if the Instagram and Twitter comedian had really and truly passed away.
I can't find any solid answers beyond condolences from other celebrity comedians, and notes from his real life friends on his Instagram feed.
Who is Trevor? Trevso_electric?
I don't really know. I just always laughed at the shit this guy posted.
In a series of hilariously, painfully true posts, I realized that many North American girls can be summed up with the following hashtags:
#blessed
#MichaelKors
#Starbucks
#Latte
#literallydying
#uggs
#lulu
That's it. And it's pretty true. Some namastes, yoga and wine references, and it is a sad, beautiful and picture perfect synopsis of how a lot of us are operating.
I laughed at his shit. A lot.
And then I read that he died. And I still don't believe it.
He was a source of light laughter. He was silly and funny, and I always knew I would laugh whenever I could stop and scroll before bed. I looked forward to it.
And I just don't know what happened. And I can't tell him all of that. I never left a comment, never even thought about it. And I just feel sick that he's gone. I feel awful for his friends and family. His dogs. I'm quite certain he was a pitbull owner, and knew how sweet and wonderful those dogs are. A friend of the breed. I liked that.
And there will be no more.
You were a gem, man. You will be missed.
___________________________________