Dear Vincent,
I wonder how you can be so sad, is it because your parents and brother had to financially support you? Or was it that you couldn't sell your artworks like your brother sold many? Was it because you just couldn't be happy, we're your hallucinations getting in the way of your life. Was painting your happiness or your sadness? How did you paint so beautifully when you were so sad? Was it your escape?
Why can't I find the same happiness that you did when you brushed those strokes so delicately. Why can't I see the world like you did.
Van- to Vincent
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Dear Vincent,
I don't want to deal with the world today.
-van
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Help.
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Dear Vincent,
Today is the day, I have to sit my parole hearing I know I'm not going to goal because I didn't do it. But I'm so nervous I feel like I'm gunna throw up.
YOU ARE READING
Van Gogh.
FanfictionA series of events. - have not yet started, just letting my mind wander on where I'm going with this! 💙
