I love classical things. Whether it be old items, or classical music. People say I am classic, in my own way. You are classic, I am classic. I also love new things, however. I love discovering new things to love.
Mizu
it’s a fabulous thing. and nowadays, people think they know what classic is, but no one really does, I don’t think. it’s something rare, and beautiful. Like the way a piece of music sounds or..I’m not really sure what I’m talking about but…I don’t know. It’s just seems like a very profound, myseterious thing.
Mara
Classic is the norm. Like what was. Classical music? Classical dancing? It’s what we can all refer to “the good times.” It’s what we look back on nostalgically.
Classical is also considered “universally accepted.”
Justin
Black and white, simple, smooth, pure, clean. Classic means overused and cliche, but okay. Okay in the way “once upon a time” will never be. Okay in the way polka dots will always be. Just okay.
little
you are classic.
i am classic. in the end we never really said anything but the truth?
did we?
did i? it was meant to be internal, what i felt for you. something i couldn’t reveal.
but still you are classic you make me so angry and somehow i manage to bring everything back to you goddammit what the fuck.
you are the one i cant forget, no matter how many times i try.
you will come back you will haunt me.
simone
classic me. fooling with you, tangling our feelings, hearing what i wanted to. God I’m so classic and predictable. A myriad of habits that die hard, old tricks that refuse to be renewed. Classic me, classic you. where are you? classic.
abigail
i love classic things. actually that’s a lie i hate classic things. they annoy me. i love new things, i love breaking the mold. i love non-classical things, but actually that’s a lie too because i LOVE classical music, well, not all classical music but i love singing it because that’s what i do. i sing classical music and not like pop music or musical theater which sucks. classical music is great. aslfalfkj.
Diana
I have been told that I am a classic beauty. I’m not even sure what they mean by it. I’m sure that it’s a compliment but the ideal of beauty is changing so much lately.
Irene
She slipped on her satin black dress. It was beautiful, perfect for this evening. She finished her hair and makeup and went downstairs to wait for her date. Tonight would be perfect because she was ready in her classic black dress.
rikke
I don’t like classic movies. I find them boring and slow. Plus the colors are dull. They’re usually about love or murder and they depict women as inferior to men.
Jean
I would like to ride in a boat like Odysseus, Athena by my side.
Eva Thury
Classic movies are pretty great times. You know when you’re sitting at home on Friday night because all your friends decided to go out 25 miles to the middle of buttfuck nowhere to party at Ted’s house but they didn’t invite you? Lame. That’s when classic movies are good times.
Roman
greece
michelangelo’s david
rock
rafael valdez, jr
it was a classic car..beautifully contructed with the classic lines of moving while standing still..The colors were a vibrant blue,like a cloudless sky on a warm summer day..
curt
Classic. Such a wonderful word. You’ve got classic cars, classic rock, classic… it means a thing of beauty, something from the past that still has as much bearing on life today as it did when it was first created – if not more. Classic. It really is a wonderful word.
Rae M
The dress was beautiful silk, flowing effortlessly like a waterfall around her feet. When she walked the material whispered around her ankles. It was Timeless. It was Sensual. It made her feel like a woman.
Ashley
It was the classic mistake: falling for someone you couldn’t have. It just wasn’t going to work between them. It -couldn’t- work… They were too different. Their very blood couldn’t mix. So why did he have the overwhelming urge to be with her constantly?
Kate
Classic — when a teacher has to deal with a bunch of ill children.
Joseph Leff
it’s a classic, they say.
What makes it a classic? Is it old? We don’t remember it’s creation, therefore it is an exemplar of a magnificent piece worthy of the name classic.
Is Harry Potter a classic?
We don’t know. Time stands true for what Twain has said:
A classic is a book everyone wants to have read and nobody has read.
Samie
there was some classic cars in a garage one time.. got a petrol can and a match and I lit them on fire.. there’s nothing classic about them anymore.
ben donaldson
Classic is that old record that you would hear whenever your parents made love and you’d go tell your friend about it, who would tell his mother, who, upon hearing, would go to the supermarket, and over discussing which types of yams were better for Thanksgiving, would drop the hint that she knew that Ms. Thompson very much enjoyed having her yam buttered. Overheard. Classic.
I Achsen
I’ve never really imagined myself as the kind of guy who would care what sort of opinions other people had about what I wrote, but here I am, trying my best. I’d rather think I’m more classically aloof, like Bogie, or John Wayne, or the younger Robert Redford. I suppose, though, that in reality, I’m just like everyone else.
Bunsen
converses are classic. they are the shoe for all time. high tops mind you. there is nothing more comforting than a shoe that can be purchased and worn into eternity. and GENERATIONS before me have worn them. its beautiful.
Sherm
her classic curls clung to those rosy cheeks and i longed to trace the dappled peaks and exhilirating drops of her rosemary lips but the innocence clung too tight to her flesh and my fumbling fingertips were too laden with grunge.
her tiny form bounced with excitement – vibrating with happiness – and i just smiled and walked on, car keys in hand and a longing in my heart.
devin
I’ve always wanted to be classic. I aspire to seem as elegant as Audrey Hepburn or as sultry as Marilyn Monroe. I want to be as beautiful as Julie Andrews and as intellectually stimulating as Anne Baxter. I want dazzle everyone and be as captivating as Bette Davis. But I’m not, nor will I ever be, classic.
Ananda
Its classic. I pick up an ague. You find a reason to go out, and now I am stuck over thinking what you are doing right now, totally vulnerable, emotionally and physically. Why can’t you come here and watch classic Family Guy episodes with me?
Len
The days of yesterday reflect a time that will forever be instilled in our past. Preserved in black and white, a tint of gold seems to sparkle, revealing agelessness.
Anson
the beautiful audrey hepburn makes me think of the word classic right off the bat. also grace kelly and any other hollywood starlet from the 40s to 60s. i wonder why it is that i can’t think of any actresses that i deem as “classic” in this day and age.
nikita
The true tragedy of the poor is the poverty of their aspirations.
monkey omg i love unicorns and once upon a time i danced with a thriteen year old and im in eight grade zomg blah. why on earth- crap zach hung up on me. no wonder, because im
gl
It wasn’t my fault! I’m not to blame! What a classic response. Who is then? Me?
Patti
It is somethig old, it is a tradition which is known and copied throughout time. It is something people learn from and follow, it is something people return to over and over again
Anna
I am classic.
I read the classic books.
I listen to the classic music.
I wear the most classic clothes…
Only, one thing is missing, don’cha think?
I don’t see where, anywhere, no one or nohow,
I don’t see how I’m different than you.
I don’t see how I’m better than her,
Or worse than him.
I’m stuck being forever and always good.
Alina
She had a classic case of spring fever so she called in sick and played all day. After some fresh air and retail therapy, she had recovered!
ann
A white T-shirt and Jeans are the epitome of Classic. And so I are you. Just like you, a classic is that of the past and the future I can see you in both of mine.
Veronica
Sometimes I fart.
Bob
old fashioned normal special retards good jokes what are you good clothes black and white
megan daley
“It’s a classic” he says, as I sit down on the hood of his car, mind still reeling from the bomb he has just dropeed on me, trying to understand how I will ever go on. “Classic” is what I am thinking about when I throw a brick through his window later that night, as his classic automobile sits out in front of the place I will never call home again.
Stephanie Harper
my tears slide down my face
and are caught in the folds of my skin
for a fraction of a moment
before slipping some more
and falling onto the ground:
I love classical things. Whether it be old items, or classical music. People say I am classic, in my own way. You are classic, I am classic. I also love new things, however. I love discovering new things to love.
it’s a fabulous thing. and nowadays, people think they know what classic is, but no one really does, I don’t think. it’s something rare, and beautiful. Like the way a piece of music sounds or..I’m not really sure what I’m talking about but…I don’t know. It’s just seems like a very profound, myseterious thing.
Classic is the norm. Like what was. Classical music? Classical dancing? It’s what we can all refer to “the good times.” It’s what we look back on nostalgically.
Classical is also considered “universally accepted.”
Black and white, simple, smooth, pure, clean. Classic means overused and cliche, but okay. Okay in the way “once upon a time” will never be. Okay in the way polka dots will always be. Just okay.
you are classic.
i am classic. in the end we never really said anything but the truth?
did we?
did i? it was meant to be internal, what i felt for you. something i couldn’t reveal.
but still you are classic you make me so angry and somehow i manage to bring everything back to you goddammit what the fuck.
you are the one i cant forget, no matter how many times i try.
you will come back you will haunt me.
classic me. fooling with you, tangling our feelings, hearing what i wanted to. God I’m so classic and predictable. A myriad of habits that die hard, old tricks that refuse to be renewed. Classic me, classic you. where are you? classic.
i love classic things. actually that’s a lie i hate classic things. they annoy me. i love new things, i love breaking the mold. i love non-classical things, but actually that’s a lie too because i LOVE classical music, well, not all classical music but i love singing it because that’s what i do. i sing classical music and not like pop music or musical theater which sucks. classical music is great. aslfalfkj.
I have been told that I am a classic beauty. I’m not even sure what they mean by it. I’m sure that it’s a compliment but the ideal of beauty is changing so much lately.
She slipped on her satin black dress. It was beautiful, perfect for this evening. She finished her hair and makeup and went downstairs to wait for her date. Tonight would be perfect because she was ready in her classic black dress.
I don’t like classic movies. I find them boring and slow. Plus the colors are dull. They’re usually about love or murder and they depict women as inferior to men.
I would like to ride in a boat like Odysseus, Athena by my side.
Classic movies are pretty great times. You know when you’re sitting at home on Friday night because all your friends decided to go out 25 miles to the middle of buttfuck nowhere to party at Ted’s house but they didn’t invite you? Lame. That’s when classic movies are good times.
greece
michelangelo’s david
rock
it was a classic car..beautifully contructed with the classic lines of moving while standing still..The colors were a vibrant blue,like a cloudless sky on a warm summer day..
Classic. Such a wonderful word. You’ve got classic cars, classic rock, classic… it means a thing of beauty, something from the past that still has as much bearing on life today as it did when it was first created – if not more. Classic. It really is a wonderful word.
The dress was beautiful silk, flowing effortlessly like a waterfall around her feet. When she walked the material whispered around her ankles. It was Timeless. It was Sensual. It made her feel like a woman.
It was the classic mistake: falling for someone you couldn’t have. It just wasn’t going to work between them. It -couldn’t- work… They were too different. Their very blood couldn’t mix. So why did he have the overwhelming urge to be with her constantly?
Classic — when a teacher has to deal with a bunch of ill children.
it’s a classic, they say.
What makes it a classic? Is it old? We don’t remember it’s creation, therefore it is an exemplar of a magnificent piece worthy of the name classic.
Is Harry Potter a classic?
We don’t know. Time stands true for what Twain has said:
A classic is a book everyone wants to have read and nobody has read.
there was some classic cars in a garage one time.. got a petrol can and a match and I lit them on fire.. there’s nothing classic about them anymore.
Classic is that old record that you would hear whenever your parents made love and you’d go tell your friend about it, who would tell his mother, who, upon hearing, would go to the supermarket, and over discussing which types of yams were better for Thanksgiving, would drop the hint that she knew that Ms. Thompson very much enjoyed having her yam buttered. Overheard. Classic.
I’ve never really imagined myself as the kind of guy who would care what sort of opinions other people had about what I wrote, but here I am, trying my best. I’d rather think I’m more classically aloof, like Bogie, or John Wayne, or the younger Robert Redford. I suppose, though, that in reality, I’m just like everyone else.
converses are classic. they are the shoe for all time. high tops mind you. there is nothing more comforting than a shoe that can be purchased and worn into eternity. and GENERATIONS before me have worn them. its beautiful.
her classic curls clung to those rosy cheeks and i longed to trace the dappled peaks and exhilirating drops of her rosemary lips but the innocence clung too tight to her flesh and my fumbling fingertips were too laden with grunge.
her tiny form bounced with excitement – vibrating with happiness – and i just smiled and walked on, car keys in hand and a longing in my heart.
I’ve always wanted to be classic. I aspire to seem as elegant as Audrey Hepburn or as sultry as Marilyn Monroe. I want to be as beautiful as Julie Andrews and as intellectually stimulating as Anne Baxter. I want dazzle everyone and be as captivating as Bette Davis. But I’m not, nor will I ever be, classic.
Its classic. I pick up an ague. You find a reason to go out, and now I am stuck over thinking what you are doing right now, totally vulnerable, emotionally and physically. Why can’t you come here and watch classic Family Guy episodes with me?
The days of yesterday reflect a time that will forever be instilled in our past. Preserved in black and white, a tint of gold seems to sparkle, revealing agelessness.
the beautiful audrey hepburn makes me think of the word classic right off the bat. also grace kelly and any other hollywood starlet from the 40s to 60s. i wonder why it is that i can’t think of any actresses that i deem as “classic” in this day and age.
The true tragedy of the poor is the poverty of their aspirations.
timeless, beauty, industrial, traditional, meaningful, art, literature, cooking, homes, people, style, dated, never evolving, stale, boring, inspirational, necessary.
monkey omg i love unicorns and once upon a time i danced with a thriteen year old and im in eight grade zomg blah. why on earth- crap zach hung up on me. no wonder, because im
It wasn’t my fault! I’m not to blame! What a classic response. Who is then? Me?
It is somethig old, it is a tradition which is known and copied throughout time. It is something people learn from and follow, it is something people return to over and over again
I am classic.
I read the classic books.
I listen to the classic music.
I wear the most classic clothes…
Only, one thing is missing, don’cha think?
I don’t see where, anywhere, no one or nohow,
I don’t see how I’m different than you.
I don’t see how I’m better than her,
Or worse than him.
I’m stuck being forever and always good.
She had a classic case of spring fever so she called in sick and played all day. After some fresh air and retail therapy, she had recovered!
A white T-shirt and Jeans are the epitome of Classic. And so I are you. Just like you, a classic is that of the past and the future I can see you in both of mine.
Sometimes I fart.
old fashioned normal special retards good jokes what are you good clothes black and white
“It’s a classic” he says, as I sit down on the hood of his car, mind still reeling from the bomb he has just dropeed on me, trying to understand how I will ever go on. “Classic” is what I am thinking about when I throw a brick through his window later that night, as his classic automobile sits out in front of the place I will never call home again.
my tears slide down my face
and are caught in the folds of my skin
for a fraction of a moment
before slipping some more
and falling onto the ground:
a classic tale of misery.