My Ungodly Obsession With Flat Eric (and my goal to get one)

Once a month, I'll remember this little critter exists, because I love mr oizo and then for about a couple of days I'll think about flat eric and obsess over the little plush they came out with of him and i cry because its like $200+ bc its vintage or whatever, and then i get over it, and it repeats the next month.

No one gets my actual obsession with Flat Eric. No one gets how BADLY I need one in my life, the way it looks, I feel like all my life problems will be solved if I just have one. That's like how my brain thinks everytime I see him, I go "You could fix me". I'm jealous of the people who manage to have one because that should be ME. I'M JEALOUS. I'M HATEFUL. 

I don't think anyone knows what i would do for these. Like genuinely. I cry so much over him bc I'm so in love with the design, its so like... simple?? but so pleasing to look at. So addicting to my brain to where I just don't get over it. I just want to hold Flat Eric in my grubby little hands , and thats my goal tbh. Just to have one. An original or a collector one, It's my life goal. Just one of those stupid little plushes just to make my life complete. I'd never complain about anything ever again.

Will keep updated on if I ever get one. Won't be anytime soon, but eventually.