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Choice
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So someone decided to leave a bigoted review on my piece
. Since that person deleted it after they left it (but not before I got the notification of it) I'm going to post it and my reply here. "That's what every single pervert out there will tell you. The guy who married his dog? He'll tell you the same. An old guy who married a 12 year old? He'll tell you the same"
My response: "You need help if you can't tell the difference between a consensual relationship between two willing adults, bestiality and child rape. As both a queer woman and the victim of a child predator, I can tell you they are vastly different."
This is probably going to be my last journal entry because I had decided months ago I was leaving deviantART when my premium membership ended, so I want to say something.
I chose the name twixtnightandmorn because that's where my life was. I was in a dark place with no sun and no stars. I was surrounded by hateful people who tried to control who I am and who I could love. My life is different now; a week from tomorrow I'll be 30. My parents are gone, I'm no longer in contact with most of family. I have an incurable brain disease that will kill me; within the last year I've lost several people that I loved very much to it. But I also have a life that I chose, and that I love. I rescue abused or unwanted horses, chickens, dogs, cats and goats; I'm planting an acre garden and I'm going to put up a sign saying people who are hungry but can't afford fresh food can either pull weeds in exchange for the vegetables or knock on my door and I'll make them dinner. I decided this is what I wanted out of life because of bigots who thought my life wasn't worth living. There's so much hate in this world that a simple statement of faith in love transcending boundaries is declared perversion. I'm never going to be a perfect person; I have my own things I hate. I've rewritten this a few times because I want to call this person all sorts of names and tell them where to go. But we each have a choice. My choice is to try and make the world a better place. So I leave you now, deviantART, to take care of my blind, disabled, unwanted and beaten goats, chickens, horses, dogs and cats. To plant my garden and hope I make someone's day better. I am who I am, and I love who I love. I'm a disabled. queer woman. And my choice is to say, to the person who sent me hate: love IS blind. I hope one day you understand what that really means.
Peace, out.
The no-longer twixtnightandmorn
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Tribute Art
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I may be MIA for a bit
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We found out about 12 hours ago that my mother has stage 5 Alzheimer's disease (moderately severe), so my cousins and I are going to be spending quite a bit of time getting her affairs in order, finding a place for her to go, and packing up the apartment because I'm going to have to downsize. I'll be back when I can. Good thoughts always welcome.
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Sans computer once again
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So the computer I got to replace the computer with the defective hard drive which I got to replace the computer with the defective power supply is, surprise surprise, defective as well. So now I'm ordering a new computer (and staying the hell away from HP this time, instead I'm trying for some brand I've never heard of before but PC mag says is the best gaming computer for your money and way better than even Alienware), but I won't have the computer until some time later this month. So, once again, I'll see you all later.
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Choice by twixtnightandmorn, journal
Choice
So someone decided to leave a bigoted review on my piece . Since that person deleted it after they left it (but not before I got the notification of it) I'm going to post it and my reply here.
"That's what every single pervert out there will tell you. The guy who married his dog? He'll tell you the same. An old guy who married a 12 year old? He'll tell you the same"
My response: "You need help if you can't tell the difference between a consensual relationship between two willing adults, bestiality and child rape. As both a queer woman and the victim of a child predator, I can tell you they are vastly different."
This is probably going to
Tribute Art by twixtnightandmorn, journal
Tribute Art
My cousin, OpalPeony (https://www.deviantart.com/opalpeony) made this piece as a memorial to my mother. It's absolutely beautiful.
RIP by twixtnightandmorn, journal
RIP
My mother passed away from Congestive Heart Failure at about 3:45 this afternoon. Please keep my family in your thoughts.
I may be MIA for a bit by twixtnightandmorn, journal
I may be MIA for a bit
We found out about 12 hours ago that my mother has stage 5 Alzheimer's disease (moderately severe), so my cousins and I are going to be spending quite a bit of time getting her affairs in order, finding a place for her to go, and packing up the apartment because I'm going to have to downsize. I'll be back when I can. Good thoughts always welcome.
Sans computer once again by twixtnightandmorn, journal
Sans computer once again
So the computer I got to replace the computer with the defective hard drive which I got to replace the computer with the defective power supply is, surprise surprise, defective as well. So now I'm ordering a new computer (and staying the hell away from HP this time, instead I'm trying for some brand I've never heard of before but PC mag says is the best gaming computer for your money and way better than even Alienware), but I won't have the computer until some time later this month. So, once again, I'll see you all later.