I Don't Know You

Vincent Van Gogh did not kill himself, he was almost undeniable murdered by some teenage bully with a fetish for cowboys. This is what Van Gogh chants to himself whenever he feels like maybe his clone father had the right idea, he has to remind himself the original Van Gogh didn't want to die and he should now cherish the life he has and allow his spirit to rest. That was until he found a friend within the king of his high school and realized life wasn't quiet but instead loud and annoying and had a shitty Boston accent.