◄ Loyd Smitten. ►
→ Fractured Vortex drummer.→
→ You can call me….
↔Loyd.
→ Really I‘m only….
↔Twenty-Two.
→ Well I come from…
↔I come from my parents, who are both alive and well. No, they did not die in some tragic accident, they are alive and kicking… and kind of pissed. My mom, a spicy little baker, has distaste for loud music. I believe her heart broke when she found out I have a thing for drums and when I joined a band. Being her only child, she tried her best to support me. That did not last long. We are now estranged. As for my father, a game designer and a detached father, he wishes I had been a blue eyed, blonde haired, spoiled bimbo. Bimbo is my word choice. We have the original hate relationship between a father and son. Thus, I have been on my own since the tender age of sixteen because of my “life choices”. I couldn’t be happier.
→ People tell me I act like…
↔ Supposedly, I’ve been told I act like a spontaneous little gopher. I’m loud, rambunctious, funny(still trying to decide if that’s for how I look or how I act) male who enjoys beating my aggressions out on my poor drums. Secretly, I think they like it. I’m the kind of person who keeps the mood light. I say what I mean and mean what I say. I’m honest, blunt and usually my mouth gets me in trouble. Hey, whatever keeps things interesting, right? Right.
→ This is the one in charge...
↔nipplr
