THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

He clutchs that silver weapon, 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 dreams danced in his head and pain melted away. She'd do anything for that next dose. Anything to feel free But love was the only thing that