GLOCK IN HAND, HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

Glock in Hand, Heart Aflame: Love and Drugs

He held tight that silver Glock, a cold comfort in this sick world. Desire pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the glass that really knocked him into another dimension. A world where visions danced in his head and pain melted away. He'd do anything for that next line. Anything to feel alive But love was the only thing that tr

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