Just a preface to my profile and a warning. As of very lately, I've pretty much had it with this online thing. It's been disappointing, and really, a little depressing. I might not respond to your message, but please don't take it personally. I've always tried to keep a good attitude and not let anything keep me from trying again and again, but lately it's just too much. I'm done.

I'm Eric.

I'm 21.

I'm weird.

I try too hard...

I attach too easily.

I like having intelligent conversations with people.

I'm spontaneous.

I like to feel prejudice towards people who are prejudice.

I dislike sleeping

After I put gasoline in my car, I always get back out and check to make sure the gas-cap is on.

Every time.

No, I'm serious. Every single time.

I don't do drugs.

I'm left handed.

I play guitar right-handed.

I enjoy film noir stories.

I have green eyes.

Not blue.

Not grey.

GREEN.

I'm sensitive.

Overly so.

I take things personally.

I grind my teeth at night.

Im not tan.

At all.

I play video games.

My experiences with video games proceeds my memory's capacity.

I refrain from using big or uncommon words because it leads people to think that I am arrogant.

My front left incisor tooth is fake.

I dislike the way my voice sounds outside of my head.

I think I think too much.

I can juggle.

I once juggled ham.

There's only one other person I know who actually enjoys Almond-Joys.

I have one pair of jeans.

I'd like to think of my life as a poorly written independent film.

I have obsessive-compulsive tendencies.

I can listen to wind-chimes for hours.

I eat really fast.

I drink really fast.

I enjoy classical music.

Fall is my favorite season.

I'd rather be hated for who I am, than loved for who I am not.

I need people to talk to.

I play the guitar.

People change.

Things go wrong.

Stuff happens.

Life goes on.

That's all you need to know.
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I know what I want, and I'm willing to risk being completely cut open, again, to get it. Girls don't have a good track record with me, and trust is something I can no longer give away. I want somebody to prove me wrong.

Hmm, uhh.
I guess that depends on the person, really. I have a lot of fun at movies, restaurants, or just sitting around talking about nothing. Anything social. I'm not usually stretched for money, so anything goes, really. Wait, no, that's a lie. I usually am stretched for money, except on pay-days.