I Guess i'm a chill guy. I smoke blunts, bowls, and bongs cause that's who I be. I'm a one man band but a drummer at blood. I listen and study music twenty four hours a day, seven days a week. I'm into all types of shit as long as it's not on Mtv. Jazz-metal-death-grind-core puts a smile on my face. Freinds call me ''E'',''EMAN'', ''EZE'' or just Eric is fine. I hate the snow. I love playing and going to shows. Midnight Blue is my favorite color. My lucky number is 3. Reeses and gummy worms are the fucking best hands down bitches. I love conversations on shr**ms. I'm 5'9 with green eyes. Mostly German. I LOVE doin the dirty. I have a CD obsession, i have a habit of spending all my money on disk's and weed. I was in two serious bands EVA and Gods Fallin. Im slowly getting my other band together ( Gods Fallin ) so for now im just practicing everyday untill everyone gets their shit together. Anyway I hate my fucking town and the people that live in it I wish everyone would just disapear except for the very few people who really mean something to me. Im just looking for differnt people to chill with cause my town suck's so dont be afraid to leave me a message if ya want to smoke up or if your bored and you want to talk. IDK but im going to smoke a bowl later fuckers.....[Day one] Asleep mid-sentence- the words fell apart. No one is listening anyway. This day will soon turn black and my "wants and needs" will spill on my burning ashes. I learned to be selfish today...I learned to be alive. These things I care for are for my personal gain and my person happiness only. Why should I sit in your chairs and satisfy your standards. I've done it all before and I've confused myself a thousand times. The tragic day that I call morality just doesn't do it for me anymore. No more choices, just standing in the cold. The day will turn black and I will have either lived or died. Asleep mid-sentence- my words
fall to the ground. Swept into this dreamland. Economic satisfaction,
never succeed. But happiness has its place. Justice will not lie in your
corner. New day towards death, only compassion for my own needs make my need necessary.[Day two] Throw myself in the corner; I have nothing to complain abouthere. A tragic day seems too peaceful to most, spoiled ambitious turned my heart to black. I'm figuring out this realization process- the process to never look upon bitter ground. Living dreams, loving dreams, awakening to what I've always dreamt of. The familiar sound of lovely love from the love of my life will keep the notes coming. From the reciting of the show, from the plip and the shevanel, from the grind that annoys, and the
sarcasm, they all hate..forever I worship. I'll kill, love, and hate for all of you. Thank you for the best part of my life.
