THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

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