My name is Tony. I'm 15. Strange. Awkward. Short. Funny. Friendly. Lonely, and sad.
I'm not perfect. I'm not always happy, and I can't always make people laugh. I have terrible insecurities, and one of the lowest self-esteems you'll ever know. I'm in a fight with life right now, and sometimes, I feel like I'm losing. But I'm trying my hardest, and I won't give up. I'm just trying to make it through another day, y'know? Life's tough. It's tough shit. It isn't wrong to be tired, or get saddened. You can live every day like it's your last; I respect you for that. But all you must know is that I am the type of person who has difficulty doing just that--being happy and letting go. "We can not be perfect; we can only aspire to be."
I'm a Scott Pilgrim junkie. I'm a HootOwl. I'm a nerd. I'm an insomniac. I'm a procrastinator. I'm a hopeless romantic. I'm a human. I am me.