why won't you love me? - cashton

He knew they were only joking, but somehow it didn't feel that way. To him it felt like every little thing said to him was an insult.

Some of the things said weren't even serious but to Calum, he took them to heart and sometimes it really fucking hurt to hear his best friends saying harsh things about him.

When jabs were made at him in public the boy simply laughed it off, but inside he wanted to drag something sharp down his arms and legs to break the skin open.

People always thought he was over exaggerating with the way he would react to things but to him, he couldn't help it.

All the pent up anger, frustration, and pure sadness inside of him always got the best of him.

And for once, he wasn't afraid to show it.