THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

He held tight that chrome Glock, a cold comfort in website this sick world. Lust pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the hard stuff that really sent him into another dimension. A world where beauty danced in his head and pain fainted away. He'd do anything for that next line. Anything to feel free But love was the only thing