Status: Hiatus. Unsure of how to get Sonny out of the bathtub. Hopefully more postings soon.

We Are All the Same Inside, Don't Be Ashamed

Sonny is a freak.

He hears music in his head.
People can't force that music (or him, for that matter) into a classification.
He is A-sexual.
He hates being alone.
But he hides away when he writes and composes.
He wants a family.
Normalcy.
And the only person who can understand him is Amy.

But when worst comes to worst and both their fragile worlds fall apart, will they help each other stand, or will everything simply crumble?

(This is a fanfiction and made for enjoyment purposes only. I do not own nor am I affiliated in anyway with Skrillex (nee Sonny Moore), and all lyrics, names, works, and descriptions are the property of their respective owners.)