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xxxthey're gonna burn me at the stake
xxxbut i got a fire in my veins
xxxi wasn't made to fall in line
xxxno, i wasn't made to fall in line, no
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Patton looked towards the woman and then towards Spencer. Only if his parents were divorced, maybe they could have stayed in L.A, "My husband is a wonderful man, don't get me wrong. He just makes....things more complicated than they need to be." the woman explained before Patton rolled his eyes, shifting again. "Maybe if he didn't con people," he'd mumble under his breath. Only Spencer could hear him, but he looked towards the adults. His mother eyeing him, he'd avoid the repetition of what he said. He would groan before he'd look at the two. He couldn't fuckin believe that there was no theater class, and it was shitty if there was one. His mother was never going to hear the end of it, he was so livid. He couldn't perform! He wanted to, he lived for the performance. He'd slide out his phone, discretely, before he'd check the messages.
mama mitchell to those meddling kids
hows it going u gaylord
bi bi bi to those meddling kids
yeah we wanna know sorry for u missing us were just tht gr9 ig
He'd roll his eyes, this time happily, before sliding it away. His phone buzzing a few times in his pocket, he didn't know why. But he felt maybe, even without theater, Spencer could be someone he couldn't just leave alone, why? His thoughts were cut clear, when his mother's voice ran in his ear. "Well, I think you're a lovely woman Sarah. The town doesn't know what they're talking about, saying you're a witch. You did what was best for you and Spencer. I hope Patton and him get along, my little boy is going to need someone to show him around. I lived here when I was younger, but I'm afraid I only know a few things from my childhood, and it's seemed to change a bit," her voice a kind tone, as she looked over to the boys smiling.
mama mitchell to those meddling kids
hows it going u gaylord
bi bi bi to those meddling kids
yeah we wanna know sorry for u missing us were just tht gr9 ig
He'd roll his eyes, this time happily, before sliding it away. His phone buzzing a few times in his pocket, he didn't know why. But he felt maybe, even without theater, Spencer could be someone he couldn't just leave alone, why? His thoughts were cut clear, when his mother's voice ran in his ear. "Well, I think you're a lovely woman Sarah. The town doesn't know what they're talking about, saying you're a witch. You did what was best for you and Spencer. I hope Patton and him get along, my little boy is going to need someone to show him around. I lived here when I was younger, but I'm afraid I only know a few things from my childhood, and it's seemed to change a bit," her voice a kind tone, as she looked over to the boys smiling.