Beichte von curly

Once love asks for friendship, why are you there when I exist, then friendship for love - to conjure up a smile where you leave a tear. Open your arms to change but don't lose sight of your values. There is no path to luck. Being happy is the way. Let's define a relationship - there's no question of moving in together immediately. The first step, of course, is to meet, get to know each other and then you can see - it's amazing what views there are here. PMs to me ONLY with a photo please, I'm not hiding behind an anonymous profile either, you can also see who you're writing with there I'm interested in affairs, friendship + and relationships, everything that's fun. Use, put away, change and don't think about anything anymore that you can wash, but no partners and whether submissive or dominant are not the really important questions in life . It's always about having fun. Togetherness, togetherness, loyalty, honesty, cohesion and being there for each other even if it's not that easy are important values to me "Love is basically the strength and power that alone can make life worth living."

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Mia-Lope

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Mia-Lope

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Liv_

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Liv_

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tinkerbell

Are you ready?

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bubby

I want to show you love

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Sweety

What's your secret to be so pretty?

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Sweety

We may get on and do many things together

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Sweety

Hello beautiful. You're fantastic.

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Sweety

What's your secret to be so pretty?

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Sweety

I would like to learn from you. What if we chat?

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Sweety

What are looking for in here ?

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Weitere Beichten:

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.

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