Fotos De Paty Manterola Des Nuda

Sitting staring at the half * * Break-In

I was looking for pictures for the topic of Mike on the forum.

half hour will be fixed this one.
Not that there's a lot to fix ... * grass * is essentially a a football field.
However, it is also much more.
Assuming that I do not love sports, I have some exceptions.
Sometimes, I like watching sports competitions live.
Television does not light it up, in general, let alone watching sports. ^ ^
Although it is unpopular, I say ... I do not like football.
However, I have preferences very American! Except for contact sports.
I especially like the baseball. ^ ^ I find
poetic.
I know it sounds ridiculous, but it would be really difficult to explain why.
In fact, many do not like sports.
But I often find interesting philosophy or ideology behind it. That the base, at birth.
What then maybe, I see only me. ^ ^

The photo is of a football field.
not the disk because I like this sport, it is because of that 20.
The field is 120 yards, to go to reach the goal . The
20, marks the last piece of land that separates you from the end zone . The goal, of course.
So I wonder. I will run fast enough? Calibrate the shot?
How far is really? Or, do we find?

It will be because, before long, I'll have twenty years.
It would be a tragedy if they were not the end of the teen.
not be that teen-ager is a fairy tale, indeed. But
boh ... makes me feel old.
E 'in times like these, I am happy to show fewer years.

Or maybe it's just the fault of zero.
Why does it seem to scan a recount. It is said to start from scratch , no?
Maybe it really is time to take back the things I have left.
Maybe I should just wait to start over.

It really makes no sense, is only a white grass.
But it makes me think of all these things ... and also to Mike.
do not know if Mike has twenty years in "In Bounds " , but * should * have them. Why is the number that separates him from the goal, where you choose to go on and score o. .. go to someone else.
The time at which the account again and you can try to start over.
Discovering who you are. No escape.
Mine is just a visual imagination, but I see it.
In the field of the College, with the uniform of the football. Sitting on the grass.
alone.
A set that number twenty, as I do.
Leave the oval ball right there ... and go to Albert.
Because the goal is not really 20 yards in front of you, but everywhere.
No matter where you decide to start over.
from zero.