THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

The Glock Holds My Heart Aflame: Love and Drugs

He held tight that steel Glock, a cold comfort in this warped world. Love pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the glass that really sent him into another dimension. A world where visions danced in his head and pain melted away. He'd do anything for that next hit. Anything to feel connected But love was the only thing that tru

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