Can't live without 'em... but can't seem to get a second date with one.
I leave a trail of ruin wherever I go; too bad all the damage is unintentional.
Well that's how it is; in one day, out the next.
Play it, Sam.
The views, musings, and snapshots of one man, living on the Pacific Slope of the Wasatch Mountains.
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