GLOCK IN HAND, HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

He clutchs that silver Glock, a cold comfort in this more info sick world. Lust pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the hard stuff that really knocked him into another dimension. A world where dreams danced in his head and pain disappeared away. He'd do anything for that next line. Anything to feel alive Yet love was the only