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I f27 got silk underwear from my boyfriend the other day, because I wore them to work he broke up with me, is he crazy or am I?

I lay down on a beach, I thought it was nudist. Got some weird looks, turns out I did not know: The nudist beach was next to this one.

I'm looking for a friend with benefits in the Delaware area

Before I go to bed I always check under the bed to see if there aren't any monsters there.. and I'm 18 already

I don't know why but I think it's time to find someone to be with for the rest of my life

Hi my name ehsan from pakistan i need good relation ship

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My name is Walter Hartwell White. I live at 308 Negra Arroyo Lane, Albuquerque, New Mexico, 87104. This is my confession. If you're watching this tape, I'm probably dead– murdered by my brother-in-law, Hank Schrader. Hank has been building a meth empire for over a year now, and using me as his chemist. Shortly after my 50th birthday, he asked that I use my chemistry knowledge to cook methamphetamine, which he would then sell using connections that he made through his career with the DEA. I was... astounded. I... I always thought Hank was a very moral man, and I was particularly vulnerable at the time – something he knew and took advantage of. I was reeling from a cancer diagnosis that was poised to bankrupt my family. Hank took me in on a ride-along and showed me just how much money even a small meth operation could make. And I was weak. I didn't want my family to go into financial ruin, so I agreed. Hank had a partner, a businessman named Gustavo Fring. Hank sold me into servitude to this man. And when I tried to quit, Fring threatened my family. I didn't know where to turn. Eventually, Hank and Fring had a falling-out. Things escalated. Fring was able to arrange – uh, I guess... I guess you call it a "hit" – on Hank, and failed, but Hank was seriously injured. And I wound up paying his medical bills, which amounted to a little over $177,000. Upon recovery, Hank was bent on revenge. Working with a man named Hector Salamanca, he plotted to kill Fring. The bomb that he used was built by me, and he gave me no option in it. I have often contemplated suicide, but I'm a coward. I wanted to go to the police, but I was frightened. Hank had risen to become the head of the Albuquerque DEA. To keep me in line, he took my children. For three months, he kept them. My wife had no idea of my criminal activities, and was horrified to learn what I had done. I was in hell. I hated myself for what I had brought upon my family. Recently, I tried once again to quit, and in response, he gave me this. [Walt points to the bruise on his face left by Hank in "Blood Money."] I can't take this anymore. I live in fear every day that Hank will kill me, or worse, hurt my family. All I could think to do was to make this video and hope that the world will finally see this man for what he really is.

Just curious to see what this is all about. Ask me anything.

Am looking for very beautiful woman and well respectful and that is good in bed and she also rich

bored and don't know what to do always h*rny hello me out

I like sticking chopsticks up my nose and playing walrus.

If I had a garden I'd put your two lips and my two lips together.

You shouldn't wash wallpaper with water, I did it once and it all came off the next day