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❝ Look at the sky. It's not dark, and black, and without character. The black is in fact deep blue. And over there—lighter blue. And blowing through the blueness and the blackness, the wind, swirling through the air. ❞ Independent rp blog for Vincent van Gogh, predominately based on Tony Curran's portayal in Doctor Who. Under contruction. Muse and mun are 21+ Tracking: notwithoutcharacter

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I still get nightmares. In fact I get them so often I should be used to them by now. I’m not. No one ever really gets used to nightmares.

Mark Z. Danielewski, House of Leaves (via heroincest)

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what an attention whore

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( *ugly cries because you are an amazing person for rp'ing Van Gogh* Hello friend! )

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"Vincent, please. I want to be there for you, I want to help you but you’ve got to let me in. Please. Just listen."

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He sniffled before giving a shaky sob. It was hard not to heed her. But— "Ye're just going to leave me. They all leave in the end."

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      "Just go away. Leave me! You cannot help me — No one can!"

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Reblog if you don't mind RPing ships without smut

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      He was busy painting, so engrossed in his work that it took him a moment to       notice that someone had stepped within his view of the landscape he was trying       to capture.

           ”Sorry, but would you mind moving?” The artist called             to the other. ”You are in my way.”

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       "You look lost, friend." he pointed out.

             Of course, it had taken Vincent a few moments to              realize that, considering he had been staring at what              the boy was wearing instead of noticing the look on              his face.

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Wow, so I've woken to quite a few new followers. Hello there, new followers! Some of you may know me as jxllybaby or augmxnted. Come to my askbox to plot if you'd like, although I seem to write rather good random starters for him, so you can just simply like this for a starter if you want to. Rules and things will be up today, hopefully.

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I’ve been screaming for years and no one has ever heard me.

Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me  (via disintegrativeruin)

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The Night Cafe, 1888

Vincent van Gogh

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   That noise.

           To the ears of someone who had ever heard the Doctor's vessel only on one            occurrence, it sounded just like that strange, wonderful, blue box of his. Vincent            barely managed to tug on his coat before he tumbled out his front door, eager to            greet the Doctor and see him once more. The sound had not been far from home,            and he easily stumbled upon its source just a few streets over from his home. But            the moment he found the source, he froze and blinked a bit in confusion. Instead of            a blue box, he had found a red one. It wasn't the Doctor, was it? But then again, who            else could possess such a box?

                              ❝Doctor?❞ he called through the crimson doors uncertainly.

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