I NEED EMOTIONAL SUPPORT.

I met this great guy at camp named Crispin.

He was a hot guy who like everything I did. [MCR, Anime, Music, MCR]

He would hold doors for me, and call me pretty and dark.

He smelled my hair.

He called me pet names.

I fell hard for him.

One day, under flowery trees, on a rainy day, I kissed him. My first kiss.

He kissed me back.

But then he pulled away and said:

"I don't like you."

and I said:

"If you didn't like me, then why did you kiss me?"

"Impulse. I'm sorry."

Being a cocky vampire, I smirked, and said:

"Bastard."

I ran off, and I was suicidal, my parents picked me up, drove me home. Here I sit. Crying because a stupid hot emo bastard led me on. He stole my first kiss.

I am so fucking angry I could murder someone. Him would be nice.

Help. Please.

Kaitlyn.