THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

The Glock Holds My Heart Aflame: Love and Drugs

He clutchs that chrome weapon, a cold comfort in this warped 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 visions danced in his head and pain fainted away. She'd do anything for that next hit. Anything to feel alive Yet love was the only thing that trul

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