THE GLOCK HOLDS MY HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

He clutchs that chrome Glock, a cold comfort in this sick world. Love pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the hard stuff that really knocked him into another dimension. A world where visions danced in his head and pain melted away. They'd do anything for that next dose. Anything to feel free Though love was the only thing tha