White Shadow @whiteshadowbb

Washed-up like Buttermaker from the Bad News Bears. Former coach that is sometimes angry & sometime pensive Los Angeles, CA or in the Gym Joined March 2018

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White Shadow @whiteshadowbb

2 days ago

Our stories and reels are just that… a chapter wasted

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2 weeks ago

Simply, it may not matter anymore

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White Shadow @whiteshadowbb

a month ago

Like Wilson, I’m on an island

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a month ago

Feelings dismissed, like class

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a month ago

You drew me in with a question and left without a word

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White Shadow @whiteshadowbb

5 months ago

Weight of love on my shoulders, I thought it would be easier than this, I found my heart had grown colder But the warmth of your kiss, I can’t dismiss

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5 months ago

If roles were reversed, would we still be here?

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5 months ago

I’m trying to hold on but wondering if you’ll fight for it.

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5 months ago

I’m looking back at you in the mirror… wondering if you see me…

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White Shadow @whiteshadowbb

6 months ago

All the words in your vocab but the need or reason to speak isn’t recognized. Simple communication and two-way is desired

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White Shadow @whiteshadowbb

6 months ago

1 to 2 things each day keeps me moving.

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6 months ago

If I say “good morning” and you say “morning” - I feel some type of way- either I can’t get a good or you’re having a bad day already.

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6 months ago

What about @sgsc #hawkseverywhere & Cory Baldwin - share the love

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6 months ago

I’m sick and tired of…… having to pull to the 2nd or 3rd window

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White Shadow @whiteshadowbb

6 months ago

Broken on the inside, scarred on the outside. I don’t feel the pain nor the fall of the rain. I meander through the maze of life trying to determine what matters at all