GLOCK IN HAND, HEART AFLAME: LOVE AND DRUGS

He clutchs that silver Glock, a cold comfort in this warped world. Desire pulsed through him, a drug all its own, but it was the hard stuff that really threw him into another dimension. A world where dreams danced in his head and pain fainted away. They'd do anything for that next line. Anything to feel alive Though love was the only thing