The Glock Holds My Heart Aflame: Love and Drugs

He held tight that chrome piece, a cold comfort in this sick world. Lust pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the powder that really sent him into another dimension. A world where visions danced in his head and pain melted away. They'd do anything for that next hit. Anything to feel free Though love was the only thing that tru

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