theclassyissue:

French Montana featuring The Weeknd – Gifted (Produced by Danny!)

You’re so calm and quiet, you never say. But there are things inside you. I see them sometimes, hiding in your eyes.
written by Tracy Chevalier, Girl with a Pearl Earring  (via rebreathing)

(Source: seabois, via frequenting)

In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you.
written by Buddhist Saying  (via wolf-cub)

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theclassyissue:

Jay-Z – 100$ Bill

We can’t jump off bridges anymore because our iPhones will get ruined. We can’t take skinny dips in the ocean, because there’s no service on the beach and adventures aren’t real unless they’re on Instagram. Technology has doomed the spontaneity of adventure and we’re helping destroy it every time we Google, check-in, and hashtag.
written by Jeremy Glass, We Can’t Get Lost Anymore (via her0inchic)

(via nutrishcious)

The way to love anything is to realize that it may be lost.
written by G. K. Chesterton  (via spamusubi)

(Source: asailatrest, via frequenting)

Nobody will protect you from your suffering. You can’t cry it away or eat it away or starve it away or walk it away or punch it away or even therapy it away. It’s just there, and you have to survive it. You have to endure it. You have to live through it and love it and move on and be better for it and run as far as you can in the direction of your best and happiest dreams across the bridge that was built by your own desire to heal.
written by Cheryl Strayed (via creatingaquietmind)

(Source: the-healing-nest, via bringinghomethebirkin)

Reading was my escape and my comfort, my consolation, my stimulant of choice: reading for the pure pleasure of it, for the beautiful stillness that surrounds you when you hear an author’s words reverberating in your head.
written by Paul Auster, The Brooklyn Follies (via aquaticuss)

I understand now what love really feels like. The kind that consumes you. Love holds the power to break you. It holds the power to complete you.
written by Abbi Glines, The Vincent Brothers  (via excrutiate)

(Source: simply-quotes, via frequenting)