THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

The Glock Holds My Heart Aflame: Love and Drugs

He gripped that chrome Glock, a cold comfort in this sick world. Love pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the powder that really sent him into another dimension. A world where dreams danced in his head and pain disappeared away. She'd do anything for that next line. Anything to feel connected Though love was the only thing th

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