HEARTS ON FIRE WITH THE GLOCK: A TALE OF LOVE AND DRUGS

He clutchs that chrome weapon, a cold comfort in this twisted world. Lust pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the glass that really knocked him into another dimension. A world where dreams danced in his head and pain disappeared away. They'd do anything for that next line. Anything to feel alive Though love was the only thing