themagicroundabout
ain't gettin' offa this train they're on
oh, sweet nuthin'

equals five

2 hound meat + ebony boots

Oh, there was no love going on there, Slade.

What?! He told me he'd never love another!

I slept in satan's bed.

A shoe box? How thoughtfull

I sent him a gift.

There was a package that came today from "Mr.Curtis" but it was for my dad and I was gutted.

This is good news. It has taken far, far too long.
But soon it will arrive, right? RIGHT?
I think you should give me a call when it does imho.

I just checked that one conversation and I most definitely did not write it down wrong. PHEW.