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

He held tight that chrome weapon, 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 dreams danced in his head and pain fainted away. He'd do anything for that next line. Anything to feel free But love was the only thing that