Anthony thought for a moment, trying to figure out whether it was actually a long time or not. Seemed to pass by pretty fast for him. "I guess you could say that," Anthony shrugged. He hadn't really thought about his life in the 'woe is me, my life is horrid and I lack privileges' way, he had just accepted it as it was. His parents didn't care about him, he was poor, scrappy and hungry, being on the streets and all that. It had just been his life for so long that it was just normal fornhim. He can't imagine living in any other way.