THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

The Glock Holds My Heart Aflame: Love and Drugs

He clutchs that chrome piece, a cold comfort in this sick world. Desire 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. He'd do anything for that next line. Anything to feel connected But love was the only thing that tru

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