Yeah, there’s nothing to warn people about in regards to me.
The only reason I *EVER* went on Kiwi Farms was to see what people were saying about me after it “breached containment” and I had at least two people, and a tenuous third, running around Twitter telling people I was a “child molester” and a “pedophile” based on a homophobic/transphobic (trans-species), at least, by the same metric Liana Kerzner employs, false narrative concerning a post I wrote.
I’ll break it down:
I wrote ~200 words in a post titled Determinism that very very vaguely talked about an incident in my childhood.
The majority of this post was about turning a bad situation/life into a good one by doing things that could help people and myself. THAT’S what this post was about. Liana Kerzner, while also divulging details that weren’t in the post at all, consistently, tells their Discord and anyone who’ll listen that it was a clickbaity oh-poor-me guilt-laden post all about that, citing the same Kiwi Farms narrative that said exactly that on BlueSky:

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To an associate *of Liana’s* through *Poppy/Jessica* that is a virtuous pedophile that’s simply anti c (that’s anti-contact with children, because ewwwww)
The thing is, for the 2,735th time, I did not write that “I molested a child.” I never mentioned “a child” let alone anyone. Those words aren’t in there. Look for yourself! It’s not there.
It’s a compete and utter fabrication, first invented by Kiwi Farms at the encouragement of Liana’s former client Giancarlo Vanzzini because, I suspect now, Liana was annoyed, and if there’s anything else they are, it’s passive-aggressive as all fuck.
The reason I’m not reticent to “hide it” is because it doesn’t say very much about anything, but I will say, once again, that I shouldn’t have written it and its distasteful. I post it because I can’t really remove it from the Internet, and because one particular person *from Liana Kerzner’s community* (doesn’t really matter if he’s been kicked out now) named Giancarlo Vanzzini, possibly under the influence of another party, posted it to Jessica Routhier’s Kiwi Farms thread (I will not be linking), so *not* my own “OP,” out of the freakin’ blue *because* I was connected to Liana, and Liana had associated themselves with Jessica as a defender of her claims.
That is, the *only viable reason* my obscure-as-fuck blog post (I’ll tell ya, traffic was *low*) is because I was an associate of Liana Kerzner’s, and judging from how they’ve treated the post since, I surmise Kerzner was quite annoyed with it despite defending it vehemently on socials, and then telling people I demanded it even though, oh no, no I did not. Liana also claimed I taunted Kiwi Farms when I didn’t start even typing the name of the site until *after* Liana and I stopped talking, as opposed to Liana who not only kept referencing and taunting “kiwifarms” or “kiwi farms” on Twitter and who even asked me, within the last four months of our Telegram exchange, “Should I taunt them?”
And it was Liana Kerzner who, in the first few months of our Telegram exchange, upon hearing about my run-in with the infamous Foxler (who lives in my city), ran to Kiwi Farms to look him up and then gleefully hoped for the “hilarious photoshops,” as referenced in this post’s meme:

When Liana said this, I was confused, as I have written and stayed perfectly consistent on at least a dozen times now. The only thing that’s ever changed in my story is who I believe anonymous accounts are, and when *exactly* I split very very early on. Everything else has been substantially the same, for months and months and months. It’s Liana who denies, gets caught, has their husband spill the beans, fuck things up, and then they’re back to denying it again.
Liana Kerzner will tell the same version of events Kerzner concocted, like me writing 5000 word essays about things they *told me THEY didn’t bring up* even after Liana “exploded” and jabbed at my dead dad for pointing out *THEY brought them up* so that… maybe you’ll forget, be gaslit, and think, oh, maybe it *did* happen that way.
Except I remember every fucking word I ever publish.
Oops! All manipulations!
So, I don’t know, sounds like, by Liana’s own metric,

I’m perfectly justified to warn people about Liana Kerzner. So, I don’t understand the problem.
The *actual* reality is that I’m not “on Kiwi Farms.”
See, they actually *stopped* talking about me publicly.
Like, completely.
And so, now, I have *no reason to go on Kiwi Farms.*
This runs counter to Liana Kerzner’s story that I’m some amateur sleuth scouring Kiwi Farms to reveal all their identities, when, I don’t need to do that, I’ve already identified a significant number off Poppy’s thread alone, and, yeah, I’m kinda done doing that. You know, finishing something. I know this is something Liana struggles with.
I do not go on Kiwi Farms.
I’m not a Kiwi Farmer.
I don’t “post to Kiwi Farms.” In fact, I was banned from posting after my 3 defensive posts where I pointed out that I didn’t care if they were speculating about me being a pedophile on there because they have rights and no one takes them *that* seriously, except for Joshua Moon who definitively stated I was a pedophile, which, yeah, that was a poor choice.
And now, who the fuck cares about Kiwi Farms?
Well, Liana Kerzner does, because Kerzner needs to warn people about me, down play cornholierthanthou in their Patreon and continue to make up more shit like, I don’t know, that we *EVER* claimed to have *not* provided services. In two weeks Liana invented at least 3 lies *for us* that apparently we deny things, get caught, and then admit them.
This only happens in Liana Kerzner’s incredibly poor reading comprehension. I swear, Liana must like read the first like couple sentences and then tune out and fill in whatever stock thing they think we’re average enough, like them, to say, and which everyone will most likely believe.
It’s really really really lazy trolling, but it’s dressed up in fancy therapeutic words so, that flies these days.
Liana. Your lack of reading comprehension isn’t my fucking problem, so stop trying to make it my problem.
