THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

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