I keep reading it over and over and gleaning more every time.
I feel like Athena just tossed me her sweaty crescent moon crown. Or was it her battle helmet? Either way, I caught it and I'm not letting go.

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I keep reading it over and over and gleaning more every time.
I feel like Athena just tossed me her sweaty crescent moon crown. Or was it her battle helmet? Either way, I caught it and I'm not letting go.

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You don't know me but there ain't a one of us out here what can do this alone. I hope you find the support that you need in the real world to keep on keeping on. You are simply too beautiful and compelling for anything short of that. You have things to say; you have things to be heard. But take your time, Wonder Woman. Pace yourself if you have to. I don't even know you and I love you. How hard is that?
Not hard at all, when you put it that way.
I *do* know who you are, which makes your words all the more precious to me.
Thank you. Merci. Gracias.
It's not really my story to tell, though be damned if I know whose it is, now.
He had cancer. I'm not sure what kind.
He got in touch with certain people, I guess, let them know he'd be leaving and in his oblique way, probably not returning.
His daughter had a tumblr here for a while - she called herself Trelvine - and as T said, the apple didn't fall far from the tree. She wrote in a voice that was startlingly similar to his.
He's gone. Last weekend, I think.
We didn't say anything, we were waiting for her to. And now she's gone, too, and it's not fair to just let this stay in the shadows.
He's gone, and I'll miss him, and I am not the only one.
Somebody needs to say it out loud.
Trelvix is gone. He died.