Monday, August 04, 2014

Kyron Isn't Calling You Mom

 

"MERDE PAR N'IMPORTE QUEL AUTRE NOM TOUJOURS LA MERDE"
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I heard the news today and I'm ecstatic. And now I'm waiting for the rest of the
Red Rat's rocket to blow. Because what I hoped, prayed for and prophesied...is
beginning to come true: Creepy Claire StuckPig Stella Slutface Sullivan...is finally
falling apart.

Today, a very good judge denied Terri Lynn Moulton's request to legally change
her name. In other words,  Moulton's wish to "start over a new life without the stigma
of Horman attached to it"  (a direct quote from Moulton) won't happen anytime soon.
Or later, either.

Creepy Claire showed her true colors when she referred to Kyron as a "stigma"
(for all intent and purposes) and "my son" in practically the same breath. But she didn't
fool anybody...least of all the judge.

Crazy Claire went on to say that she's still living with her parents (awwww), hasn't held a
paying job in four years (double awwww) and is tired of being vilified on blog posts
(heheheheheheheheheh). Translation: Terri Lynn Moulton is miserable and Claire Stella
Sullivan is going batshit crazy.

Yeah, the shine has rubbed right off your role and now the heavy burden in your rotting
conscience is caving in, right Ms. Moulton?

You're stuck, aren't you, Terri...like a child in the corn...and now your terrified inner screams
are knocking the ears right off of thier stalks. You feel penned-in, overwhelmed and your
formerly free spirit is now finding it harder and harder to breath.

That's because you've walked too far into that cold, corn field in your mind, Terri Lynn.
Way too far.

It isn't time to change your name, or move to another town or get a real job. It's time for
you to have a straight talk with your own guilt and face the TRUTH.

And then share that truth with the rest of us.

You feel that your life is slipping away, don't you, Terri.

Well, what about Kyron's life?

Terri:  WHAT. ABOUT. KYRON'S. LIFE. ?

Forget about your name...there is still time to change your entire existence: Tell us where
Kyron is. Help us bring Kyron home.

The offer still stands: I will meet you anywhere at any time if you decide that you are
woman enough to face me and tell me the whole story.

I've spent over twenty years on the road. I'm more than ready to spend some time with you.

Word.

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