A few days ago, my family went into war. Those who know of my history understand, new visitors won't. I'll explain briefly:
I am a bastard, regardless of my parents wantings.
My sperm father is unknown to me, for my mother won't tell me.
He didn't want us.
Mum got a new husband that adopted me, and bred her two girls.
As we grew, the parenting went to me.
My sisters are closer to me than our parents.
It's the dirty truth, we don't understand family.
Two awesome industrial bands, with the same genius in both.
I have been skimming in a book on H.R. Giger, and another that is called Art of the Devil.
My amazing boyfriend purchased those for me for Christmas, knowing they're of my fancy.
I have been questionable, depressed, creative and in love the past few days.
All these things inspired me, and in result I have been sketching a disgusting creature the resembles me,
right now.
The pieces are coming out nice, and when I find out more how to use this shit, I will post them.
-Fuck all, Jordan.
