Beichte von Vix8inches

I have confessed. My wife gives me everything I want, she has her own business and supports me. In fact, I don’t need to work. What do I have to do to save my marriage and keep my wife?

Surprise me and I’ll surprise you. I’m not looking for nothing serious just looking for a girl who’s down to smoke and chill and life do what it does.

I often write obscene messages and drop them in the mailbox at our Catholic Sisterhood

I once had to go pee in the middle of the shopping mall and i went in women bahtroom and i didnt know unitl i came out the bathroom stall when one of the girls was washing her hands... i was so emberessed but nothing heppend after

I confess that i consumate lots of illegal substances and probably need help. But can't let anyone know.

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.

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’m kinda a freak so Wanna commit a sin for your next confession

A Good Man Becomes a Better man when The Right Woman Supports Him.

At night I work as a dominatrix in a friend's studio. If my neighbors knew, I would have to move out immediately.

I f26 confess that I am bi but I don't dare to admit it because my boyfriend would surely not accept it

I F./19 admit i'd take fun over work at anytime