Beichte von Shirley.p

Like what you see? What do you want from me? Give me EVERYTHING!

Hi. Is there a man out there who doesn't stare at his cell phone all day? For whom Facebook is not as important as real friends and real contacts? I would like to talk to a man and look him in the eye and not keep wondering what he is doing on his cell phone. By the way, I'm 29 years old with a very pretty face. Maybe you like me, it could be.

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.

I M/18 confess, that i would never go back to dating younger woman.

When I was little, I regularly dreamed that hell would be in the bathroom, so for a long time I used the space behind the sofa as a toilet.

I'm always available towards evening. You can message me. We'll have a good time to talk as well know each other. I think it a good idea for a start

You can send me your number or similar 🌹Hey how are you

I am Jason and I am 34 and I live in Pensacola, FL. I am pretty easy, chill, and I like to meet new people and try new things. Can somebody turn on their device so I can upload my profile picture thanks.

Hello dears, After a long break due to an affair, I am free again and look forward to meet you. In person (preferably) in words (great) or picture (even better) your wet mouse!

I did fall in love with my cousin for a reason, there is no one like Him.

started at a new company and asked a really nice colleague about the boss. In reality, the boss himself was standing in front of me.

Don't get me wrong, I don't mind taking care of her, her not paying is not the issue....the issue is her taking that for granted

I still have all my barbies from before. Every evening I give everyone a nice hairstyle and then they go to the dance café.