The Glock Holds My Heart Aflame: Love and Drugs

He gripped that silver Glock, a cold comfort in this warped 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 visions danced in his head and pain fainted away. He'd do anything for that next hit. Anything to feel alive Though love was the only thing that tr

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