And now this toned-up muther fucker, thinking he can all get all gain and no pain from me didn’t realize that I’m a equal-opportunity fighter. He’s bigger. I’m smaller. I grabbed a decent-sized bar stool…
The way the sun hit the wall across from my apartment shone a light that emphasized the toned faces of weathered people walking past. Everyone pretends not to be watching each other and we pretend not to notice.
he jumped out of the wacky, thorny forest bushes, and toned his with embellished love, “My dear, how can you not catch my arrow?”.
The rinky-dinky smile on a fleeing women responded, “idiot. Moron! why wouldn’t you warn me before popping out of shadows like that”.
I was toned. It was really great and enjoyable on the sea and it was layered with some good vibe, if I can say like that.
Stefan
He noted her body was toned and then he noted that toned was an anagram for noted.
Steve O
the reckless toned arm flexed through my mind,
I was shrine, a picture of memories in my head,
that dreaded me, where I am now,
I am chasing empty wires that zap me only!
The sleek brown arms reached up to slap the volleyball over the net. The toned legs flew up with the impetus of the hit and sand flew out from the manicured toes. Lila knew it was a score before she landed back down in the hot sand. Another hit for the team and another notch in her belt. The seat rolled down between her shoulder blades and made her back itch.
linda
Skin tone gets affected in hot regions. Due to the sun’s extorting heat, the skin gets toned and usually causes a tan or even possible skin cancer. These rays from the sun are called UV rays.
Mashrur Haque
cramped calf muscles
sweat in eyes
lifting. pulling. pressing.
to feel new
to feel seen
The Brain
toned bodies
glasses of champagne
lost to the lights and glamor
we’re all just chasing fame
in this temporary abode
this world we call life
we’re looking for something
to feed the emptiness inside
we shall drink till we’re grey
and smoke away our pain
eventually fall to our death
after putting a bullet through our head
never realizing all along
that the solution could be found
in a song poem or a hearty laugh
a kiss, a hug would make time pass
but too much in a rush
we threw it all away
chased the money and glitter
in the hopes that one day
we’d find a reason to live
and a reason to be
wake up one morning
and drink a new cup of tea
but we fell we fell hard
can’t go back to the start
our toned bodies and fake boobs
will become one with the roots
decaying in silence
our riches no good
i guess we should have used our time wisely
when we could’ve
He was tall, broad shouldered, and beautifully toned. She aspired to be him – to be like him. To have his thick thighs and broad biceps. When she flexed, she saw little of that in the mirror. She looked dainty, like a ballerina or an ice skater.
She didn’t want that.
She wanted to be a warrior.
She wanted strength, power. To be like the tanned Greek lifting 30kgs with his legs, like the Canadian woman pulling herself onto a bar, weights strapped to her ankles.
Raw determination poured over her. She picked up her weights, 5kgs in each hand, and chased it.
Her toned body flexed as she flipped on the beach. The sun set in brilliant hues illuminating the perfect scene for the young gymnast. As time would go on, the nightly tradition would continue until one day, an old frail woman would sit in the same spot the young girl once flipped, reminiscing in old memories.
yellow summer skies
toned bodies on the beach lie
I see you hide your face from the sun
your long hair hiding your face
i wonder if you are aware
you are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on
Toned and hard his body glistening in the sun, scarred and weathered by years of enduring the elements and ocean, His hands hardened and rough like old worn wood. He scanned the horizon against t
indira
You know, I actually don’t know what this word means but I guess it sort of like getting your skin tone darker or something. But I’ll try to make a story with it…
As I walked into the room in the beach house everyone started to bust their guts laughing. For the past few hours I had been sitting on the beach and I fell asleep on accident and I guess I toned a bit. I guess they figured that out faster than I did. It’s kind of annoying how they always find someway to bug me, but this time it’s gonna’ stop. I was planning on showing them how to really bust their guts when I finally looked at the reason They were really laughing. I looked into the mirror and found out to my suprise that a dumb little seagull had chosen the perfect time to make a nest and hatch some eggs. but the worst thing is that that dumb little seagull made that little nest out of my hair!
Ok, that was a kind of lame story but it was the first thing that popped into my head.
David
The couple sat on the beach, bathed in seawater and euphoria.
“Darling, do you like how my skin tone is turning out?” she purred to the man next to her. He nodded, with an air of satisfaction.
“Good, because it’s all the better to suffocate you with —” and she pounced.
He looked down the sidewalk and flexed his perfectly toned calf muscles. Readying himself mentally, he hopped onto his skateboard and let gravity do its thing. Starting off slowly, soon he was doing fast enough that the world blurred! Soon he saw the ramp. It was just as he had set it up. And then, he was airborne! And then he saw the sky, and then the ground, repeatedly, and then the ground and he met with a vicious cracking sound…
I do not even know what this word means. The one thing I can think of is like, you know, toned muscles and that sounds really cheezy and stupid. So….toned. I think of color. I think of consistency.
he said, “I am toned look”.
His compadre, the one and only gym-goer who believed him responds, ” the only toned part of you is your left toe”
“haha. Very Funny”.
“your toes not even visible, that’s why”.
And now this toned-up muther fucker, thinking he can all get all gain and no pain from me didn’t realize that I’m a equal-opportunity fighter. He’s bigger. I’m smaller. I grabbed a decent-sized bar stool…
The way the sun hit the wall across from my apartment shone a light that emphasized the toned faces of weathered people walking past. Everyone pretends not to be watching each other and we pretend not to notice.
he jumped out of the wacky, thorny forest bushes, and toned his with embellished love, “My dear, how can you not catch my arrow?”.
The rinky-dinky smile on a fleeing women responded, “idiot. Moron! why wouldn’t you warn me before popping out of shadows like that”.
I was toned. It was really great and enjoyable on the sea and it was layered with some good vibe, if I can say like that.
He noted her body was toned and then he noted that toned was an anagram for noted.
the reckless toned arm flexed through my mind,
I was shrine, a picture of memories in my head,
that dreaded me, where I am now,
I am chasing empty wires that zap me only!
The sleek brown arms reached up to slap the volleyball over the net. The toned legs flew up with the impetus of the hit and sand flew out from the manicured toes. Lila knew it was a score before she landed back down in the hot sand. Another hit for the team and another notch in her belt. The seat rolled down between her shoulder blades and made her back itch.
Skin tone gets affected in hot regions. Due to the sun’s extorting heat, the skin gets toned and usually causes a tan or even possible skin cancer. These rays from the sun are called UV rays.
cramped calf muscles
sweat in eyes
lifting. pulling. pressing.
to feel new
to feel seen
toned bodies
glasses of champagne
lost to the lights and glamor
we’re all just chasing fame
in this temporary abode
this world we call life
we’re looking for something
to feed the emptiness inside
we shall drink till we’re grey
and smoke away our pain
eventually fall to our death
after putting a bullet through our head
never realizing all along
that the solution could be found
in a song poem or a hearty laugh
a kiss, a hug would make time pass
but too much in a rush
we threw it all away
chased the money and glitter
in the hopes that one day
we’d find a reason to live
and a reason to be
wake up one morning
and drink a new cup of tea
but we fell we fell hard
can’t go back to the start
our toned bodies and fake boobs
will become one with the roots
decaying in silence
our riches no good
i guess we should have used our time wisely
when we could’ve
He was tall, broad shouldered, and beautifully toned. She aspired to be him – to be like him. To have his thick thighs and broad biceps. When she flexed, she saw little of that in the mirror. She looked dainty, like a ballerina or an ice skater.
She didn’t want that.
She wanted to be a warrior.
She wanted strength, power. To be like the tanned Greek lifting 30kgs with his legs, like the Canadian woman pulling herself onto a bar, weights strapped to her ankles.
Raw determination poured over her. She picked up her weights, 5kgs in each hand, and chased it.
Her toned body flexed as she flipped on the beach. The sun set in brilliant hues illuminating the perfect scene for the young gymnast. As time would go on, the nightly tradition would continue until one day, an old frail woman would sit in the same spot the young girl once flipped, reminiscing in old memories.
i crave the summer sun
just as much as i crave your toned body
and the nights we spent
on the beach alone
cool. burning. alive.
yellow summer skies
toned bodies on the beach lie
I see you hide your face from the sun
your long hair hiding your face
i wonder if you are aware
you are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever laid eyes on
he harsh sun.
Toned and hard his body glistening in the sun, scarred and weathered by years of enduring the elements and ocean, His hands hardened and rough like old worn wood. He scanned the horizon against t
You know, I actually don’t know what this word means but I guess it sort of like getting your skin tone darker or something. But I’ll try to make a story with it…
As I walked into the room in the beach house everyone started to bust their guts laughing. For the past few hours I had been sitting on the beach and I fell asleep on accident and I guess I toned a bit. I guess they figured that out faster than I did. It’s kind of annoying how they always find someway to bug me, but this time it’s gonna’ stop. I was planning on showing them how to really bust their guts when I finally looked at the reason They were really laughing. I looked into the mirror and found out to my suprise that a dumb little seagull had chosen the perfect time to make a nest and hatch some eggs. but the worst thing is that that dumb little seagull made that little nest out of my hair!
Ok, that was a kind of lame story but it was the first thing that popped into my head.
The couple sat on the beach, bathed in seawater and euphoria.
“Darling, do you like how my skin tone is turning out?” she purred to the man next to her. He nodded, with an air of satisfaction.
“Good, because it’s all the better to suffocate you with —” and she pounced.
He looked down the sidewalk and flexed his perfectly toned calf muscles. Readying himself mentally, he hopped onto his skateboard and let gravity do its thing. Starting off slowly, soon he was doing fast enough that the world blurred! Soon he saw the ramp. It was just as he had set it up. And then, he was airborne! And then he saw the sky, and then the ground, repeatedly, and then the ground and he met with a vicious cracking sound…
I do not even know what this word means. The one thing I can think of is like, you know, toned muscles and that sounds really cheezy and stupid. So….toned. I think of color. I think of consistency.