SOFT LIGHT

Los Angeles, California into: reading, writing, philosophy, theology, making babies, eating with my hands, and other things of this nature. i write because it makes me feel warm and gooey inside like a sticky bun. i'm inspired by mother goose and heartache, the intoxication of language, the humanness of human nature, and bla bla bla becasue I like to talk and stuff. I know I've never met you, but I'd like to. I'm pretty sure we'd hold hands and play monopoly till dawn if we did.

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Tag Archives: indie

music, other people's poems

inside you

July 6, 2015SoftLightelvis depressedly, indie, inside you, music Leave a comment

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sandy

July 6, 2015SoftLightalex g, indie, music, sandy, take Leave a comment

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no more sad songs

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diamond

June 24, 2015SoftLightdiamond, indie, lightening dust, music, pop Leave a comment

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helpnessless blues

April 10, 2015SoftLightfleet floxes, folk, helpnessless blues, indie, lyrics, music, poetry, tents Leave a comment

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