THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

He clutchs that chrome piece, a cold comfort in this twisted world. Desire pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the hard stuff that really sent him into another dimension. A world where visions danced in his head and pain fainted away. She'd do anything for that next line. Anything to feel connected But love was the only thing