he's cold. he's quiet but when he speaks he's passionate. he loves cigarettes and cheesy movies. his icy blue eyes could kill me. they were soft and light like snow. he was my snowflake, no one can be exactly like him. i wish he loved me too.
(i honestly don't know if i like this so if y'all don't like it tell me bc honestly i need constructive criticism. but please be nice about it)
