Beichte von Victoria_Rose

I breaded the first schnitzel in salt and my boyfriend ate it in silence.

Leave me your number if you in Boksburg area south Africa 🇿🇦

Looking for a kind-hearted guy to explore the world with. I love hiking , trying new foods , and spending time with friends and family . Let's see where this journey takes us!

I ,26m, admit that i always find someone to pay for my gas or even car maintenance, and my parents still pay for insurance. Hugh savings. LOL

19 and free hard working guy with time for anything you need!

Hey I match energy I’m not looking for anything if some thing happens it happens please don’t be weird.

I m/18 admit having issues with public displays of affection

Ayo who’s up to go down know what I’m talmbout. Here to see what’s the buzz about this but of course it’s between us

This is Floyd. Currently in Dubai UAE . You can drop me your digits. Im open for a meetup and entertainment........

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 wear slippers to work in the thick winter

Let's face it, life on this earth is always about pain and there's nothing to be done, then we get older, and we realize that life on this earth is often about pain and there's nothing to be done.😌🦋