THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

He held tight that silver Glock, a cold comfort in this sick world. Lust pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the glass that really sent him into another dimension. A world where dreams danced in his head and pain disappeared away. They'd do anything for that next line. Anything to feel alive But love was the only thing that t