My GMD member moves in circles apart from me. I enjoy lots of folk-influenced metal, as well as symphonic modes of black and power metal.
My GMD member's favorite genres are porngrind, Euro-trance, and especially industrial goth. It thickens at the sound of screaming, moaning women and machinery.
My GMD member throbs madly at the mention of anal sex. Needless to say, Krampus and my GMD member would get along.
And yes, my GMD member cuts itself. My therapist advises against this kind of behavior, but nothing I say can stop it. My GMD member beats the shit out of me if I call it out on anything. It has a tatoo that says "Give me your tired, your hungry, your huddled masses." Sometimes it coughs up blood. Sometimes I can't get it to wake up. Fucker owes me rent too.