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I f18 confess that I smashed the side mirror of my mother's car while pulling out of a parking space last week and didn't admit it. She thinks it was a neighbor

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just a man looking for a woman. something fun and exiting

I M28 confess that I miss going to Vegas and having fun. Wish we have same fun in LA>>

Any Scrabble fan here? That would be great. What would you make of the following letters: XSENAAL? Can you think of anything? Then let's hear from you and let's play.

I'm 34 years old and I still regularly play the bell man at my neighbors'.

My friend thinks I have naturally red hair (he really likes it) but I really dye it and now I have to keep doing it

I'm new here ,Am i welcome? I didn't have a type,if I like you,I like you I'm easy going guy, I'm here for new people

I wear slippers to work in the thick winter

I 19 confess that in younger times i have stolen some cars, just to crash them

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.

Am yemmy If you try too know me I will you everything you wanna know about

I miss my ex. She is the best woman I've met out there. Sometimes I make up excuses just to talk to her.

Meet me for a drink. I'm waiting for a good chat and meet the right person who makes me feel a man.

Whenever I go to someone else's toilet, I taste a bit of the toilet paper.

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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