GLOCK IN HAND, HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

Glock in Hand, Heart Aflame: Love and Drugs

He held tight that chrome weapon, a cold comfort in this sick world. Love pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the glass that really threw him into another dimension. A world where visions danced in his head and pain disappeared away. She'd do anything for that next hit. Anything to feel free Though love was the only thing tha

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