The Glock Holds My Heart Aflame: Love and Drugs

He clutchs that chrome piece, a cold comfort in this twisted 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 melted away. She'd do anything for that next hit. Anything to feel alive Though love was the only thing that tru

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