THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

He clutchs that steel Glock, a cold comfort in this sick world. Lust pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the glass that really knocked him into another dimension. A world where dreams danced in his head and pain melted away. He'd do anything for that next dose. Anything to feel alive Though love was the only thing that truly