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Vincent Willem van Gogh was a Dutch painter who is among the most famous and influential figures in the history of Western art. In just over a decade he created about 2,100 artworks. They include landscapes, still lifes, portraits and self-portraits, and are characterised by bold colours and dramatic. His suicide at 37 followed years of mental illness and poverty.

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Dandelions In The Wind by catlamondt

There are a lot of reasons why people write. For me it has always been like an addiction, a reporting on the world and therapy. People are my greatest inspiration and God created so many variants and flavours that we would always have something to write about or to say. I'm not known for being quiet; I fight for what I believe in and I stand my ground on what I believe to be true and just. But people like me can never do this alone, we need an audience to listen, a support network to carry us, a cause to fight for and somebody to come home to because we cry alone, at home behind closed doors. For my people that has always been a constant in my life and my inspiration like my husband and children, Uncle Louis and Aunt Delphine, Johan Erasmus that gave me my first encouragement and my clients that follow where I lead, forgive me when I faltered and still love me for who I am for those who trust me with their precious copyright, please know that I am grateful and for whom I pray every night. When I get on my knees and thank God for another day it is all of you that I am so incredibly thankful for, my life would be meaningless without you. Some of these poems eventually became songs and you can hear them on my albums and on numerous other artist's albums. With sincere gratitude to my publisher, editor and loved ones. Being me is exhausting and my guardian angels are on a well-deserved holiday at the moment. I hope that you as reader could take something home to your heart and enjoy a lifetime of memories and observations. Cat Lamondt

Ten Minutes Ago: A Sander Sides Cinderella AU by Alena_exe

Cover art by: Adrian on amino Ever since Virgil's father passed away and he's had to serve his step father Remus and his two kids pretty much everything in his life has gotten so much worse, the only thing he really has is the support of his best friend Patton. One day though something happens that changes his life forever, a handsome boy named roman and his best friend Logan take an interest in the two of them. The only problem is... they don't know who they are. This is a prinxiety and logicality fan fic, so like you probably shouldn't read this if you don't like those ships.

It's Only Logical by TSTrashCaptain

When Logan, a florist with a PhD in botany, decides to hire someone to work the counter in his flower shop, he assumed it would be no big deal. He would get his coffee from his friend Virgil's shop, as per usual. Ignore his other friend Roman unsuccessfully flirting with Virgil, as per usual. He would continue to live a calm, unruffled life, as per usual. He could never have expected what a disruption one single Dad could make to his neatly ordered life. Pairings: Logicality/Prinxiety This is the SFW version as seen on Tumblr. The NSFW version is available exclusively on Ao3.

A̸̢͠cr̷͘os͜҉s ̢T͟͝͡h̀́͝e͞ ̶͠͡S̸͠ķy̷͘: Book One by The_Revenant_King

(Cover made by Winstermagic) What happens when you are torn from the world you know and thrown across time, space, and reality? What happens when you're completely alone? Or are you? They say true love is the only way to break a curse but what happens when love is what caused it? Follow Virgil and Roman as they traverse the many different Au's. The only way to get home is to find each other and fall in love. There's just one catch... There's no way of knowing it's them. Their appearance changes every time and unless they complete there task there stuck living out their alternate life. Another thing... If one dies, they both fail, and they start over somewhere new. E̶̸͕͇̣̱̯̞̥̫͇̜̊ͪ̋̾̏̄ͪͥ̒ͧ̄͒N̷̵͉̗̞͔̞̳͔̣͇̪̩͓͚͙̫͍̦̲͎ͮͨ̋͆̿̇̉ͧ̅ͭ̒̆̎͑ͨ͂̀ͪ́͡J̷͒ͤ͋̃̂͡҉̶͈̫͔̼͈̩͎͠Ȏ̷̩̣̺͈̅͛̾ͣ́̆̒ͪ̋̀͑̒̈́ͧ͂̓ͭ̚Ÿ̶̵̫̥͍̥̂̄̿͂̍̿̃̍̈́ͣͮͤ̄͆̍̋͢͢ ̵́͑ͫͧͯ̓ͪ̉̎̈́̏͠҉̛̦̹̞̤̪Tͨ͐͋̄ͬͤ̑̑̃͑̈́͑ͤ̉̚҉̡͏͙̺̩̱̖̺͉̝͍̯̙̫͜Ḥ̸͖̮̲͖̩͙̽̌̽͑ͨ̾̌ͪͪ̓͆̊͒͌̎͑̏́̀͜Ë̸̪̜̹̣͋́ͯͯ͋͟ ̤̞͖̪̤̠̥̻͕͚͓͓͎̤͚̪͈̲͖ͦ̌̽̏̉̿̐̌̄̊͗̃́̿̆͛̋̾͞R̶̖͉̠̣̰̭͙̳̪ͪͮ͊̕͟͠ͅI͂̍̅ͭͤ̑̾̓̑͏̤̳̝̼̹̪̱͇͕̹͍̱̀D̵̵̛̜͓̭̯̣͌͆͌ͣ͘E̷̸͆̂̍̽̈́̈́̈̍̏̆̓̄ͥ͑͒̀͡҉̺͔̗̺̬!̸̢̥̪͈̲̰̮̱̣̥̹̣̲ͤ͆̈̈̋̇͒͒ ~Trigger Warning ahead of time because I am a very evil writer and I love writing emotional and or psychotic chapters so yeah... ~ The base of this story is Prinxiety. However, there will be other ships in it such as Lamp and Analogical... This is about AU's so yeah LOL. ~There will be a lot of references, Irony, and Symbolism. Some may even be of my own stories and Oc's... Just cuz why not!? ~this was thought up with Pidgeholt6

Teenage Sparks. by europeanbreaths

This is for all of you who feel like the world hates you. Who takes a blade to their skin. Who looks them self in the mirror and criticizes themselves. Who is hurt on the outside. Who is broken on the inside. Who feel the need to stay strong and cry by themselves in the dark emptiness. Who feel like they have no one when they are surrounded by millions. Who are hit. Who are tortured. Who are hurt. Who weep. Who need a hug from someone once in a while to unload the hurt. The pain they carry within them coiled in the disaster and wretched awakening of their tears is more than we can measure. No one but them knows the feeling and the burden they carry. I hope you read this, and feel like this has helped you. Even if one in a million love you, sometimes that one persons love can cover the other nine thousand nine hundred and ninety nine people's hate. Just know that there are people who will love you. Who will hug you. Who will let you cry on their white shirt and ruin it with your mascara or stain it with your tears. ➖➖➖➖➖➖ Gwen Holland has lead the life of abuse. Of depression. Of hurt. Bearing with her the wight of the sky. Bruises lining her stomach. Broken bones every month. Bags under her eyes from lost sleep. Patches of blue and black bruises laced like silk on her body. She has kept it all a secret with full sleeve shirts, jeans and tights. But all this is at stake when her heart finds the person to whom she can fully unload her burden on. Who can help her. But to Gwen, Allen Walker is the last person who would even understand. ➖➖➖➖➖➖ *DISCLAIMER* This story contains graphic violence, self harm and suicidal chapters. There are detailed abuse and lines that may seem inappropriate to some people. So if you feel discomfort then feel free to read something else. ➖➖➖➖➖➖

The Rainy Day Coffee Shop - Sanders Sides AU by xxbleptomaniacxx

Virgil always hated his job. But that's all about to change when someone new arrives in town - someone who'll turn his boring, teenaged life upside down. PRINXIETY AND LOGIALITY COFFEE SHOP AU Thank you so much for 10K views! This means so much to me as a developing creator <33

My Sunshine 💙 by the_boredest_bean

|C O M P L E T E| This is based in the mindscape. The sides care for each other very much... But how much? Read to find out..... BTW I'm very very trash at writing so I apologise in advance hehe No.2 in #polysanders wHaT?! Also... No. 3 in #moxiety I'm dying- Yes, I changed the cover. If you know/are the artist of any artworks used in this, lemme know and I'll either credit you or take it down, its your decision, I don't mean any harm by using the art💜

E M P T Y - A Sanders Sides Story by maximumluv2004

[COMPLETED] "Logan, please don't do this. I'm so sorry, I truly am," Patton whispered. "I - I love you, please let that be enough." "I wish it was," Logan whispered back, taking a deep breath. "Turn around." "No!" Virgil protested, gripping the door handle tightly enough to make his knuckles turn white in desperation. "Virgil..." Virgil was trembling now, but he made sure to keep eye-contact with Logan. "No! I won't let you do this!" "Please..." "I won't!" "Please turn around, I have heart enough to not want you to watch." __________ Soulmate AU where your soulmates name appears on your wrist at twilight on your 25th birthday Start: 01-24-19 Final: 05-06-19

RIVULETS OF THOUGHTS - Cascading emotions by HarishVaid

I am a Poet, surfing the rainbows... Squandering the few surviving winks in my dreamy eyes. I, a well accompanied loner, saunter amidst the fireflies. Like a wandering dream, my restless mind meanders, "Will the same butterflies return to the flower?" It wonders. I am the thief who thieved the fire, to set the ideas ablaze, I stole the rains too, I had to flood the despondent deserts. But Metaphors I'd just borrow, they would never be mine. Metaphors can't be tamed, they belong to poetry, not poets. I roam unescorted and unaccompanied. I'm just exploring. Whilst, really there is nothing to find. "Sshh!" There is everything to find... Yet I roam... As a Poet. I roam. The wilderness, of the mind, the canyons of consciousness. -Harish Vaid harishvaid1986@gmail.com A collection of Poems, of the unusual sort. Read along for poems ranging from Love to Life, General to Abstract, Random to Insane. Intended to be an ongoing series. "Painting is poetry that is seen rather than felt, and poetry is painting that is felt rather than seen." -Leonardo Da Vinci Love all... Love you all. "Amor Vincent Omnia"

Unstable || Prinxiety by xxxtempestxxx

#1 Thomas Sanders || 8:2:18 Virgil never sleeps. He never eats, never drinks. All he does is work from the comfort of his room, never talking to anyone; never going outside. Without realizing it, he has become famous to all the other sides - "The Drifter," as the youngers' like to call him. Never showing up for meetings and lessons, Virgil has become almost a legend, someone the lesser Sides look up to, admire almost, and someone the Upper Sides, aka Roman, Patton, and Logan, despise - a bad influence. They have deemed him "Unstable," a title only one person has had before. Something must be done, but will it do more harm than good?

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Dandelions In The Wind

There are a lot of reasons why people write. For me it has always been like an addiction, a reporting on the world and therapy. People are my greatest inspiration and God created so many variants and flavours that we would always have something to write about or to say. I'm not known for being quiet; I fight for what I believe in and I stand my ground on what I believe to be true and just. But people like me can never do this alone, we need an audience to listen, a support network to carry us, a cause to fight for and somebody to come home to because we cry alone, at home behind closed doors. For my people that has always been a constant in my life and my inspiration like my husband and children, Uncle Louis and Aunt Delphine, Johan Erasmus that gave me my first encouragement and my clients that follow where I lead, forgive me when I faltered and still love me for who I am for those who trust me with their precious copyright, please know that I am grateful and for whom I pray every night. When I get on my knees and thank God for another day it is all of you that I am so incredibly thankful for, my life would be meaningless without you. Some of these poems eventually became songs and you can hear them on my albums and on numerous other artist's albums. With sincere gratitude to my publisher, editor and loved ones. Being me is exhausting and my guardian angels are on a well-deserved holiday at the moment. I hope that you as reader could take something home to your heart and enjoy a lifetime of memories and observations. Cat Lamondt