Beichte von Shy-Marissa

When my girlfriend cooks, everything tastes like shit, so I almost always feed it to the dog

After the swim, I noticed that the OB's ribbon was visible the whole time.

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 confess to have been very selfish in my past relationships. Now the tables have turned and i get a taste of my own medicin. I now regret my behaviour entirely and hope to better myself.

Help requested in search of love; The size wouldn't matter, not infinitely resilient but very passionate, romantic, melancholic but joking, shy, a bit sporty, interested in culture but not diligent, if that doesn't put you off I'll wait for a word or two from you.

I want to start over and I think it’s for the best

When I'm very nervous, I secretly bite my toenails.

when a man makes Money, he feel like he wants more women but when a woman makes money she feels like she doesn't need a man.

I had a pay talk with an employee. But he didn't want more wages because he would have to pay more taxes, an acquaintance of his said. I didn't enlighten him.

Let’s get it! The world can be crazy, so let’s unwind a bit

Lovely and nice woman please ❤️❤️❤️❤️ ❤️❤️❤️⚘️⚘️⚘️⚘️⚘️⚘️ 🌹🌹💋 💋💋🥰🥰🥰 😊 😊🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 🌹 🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹 🌹😋😋😋 😋😋🤗🤗 🤗🤗🤗🤗

This is me! Looking to have some fun, maybe a connection, to experience everything my mind has and can come up with! I don't judge all that much, who can, but we can definitely have some laughs together! Come chat with me, maybe we can share experiences together! How about it?

Chat me I would rather get to know one another that way, just know I’m to all females only please.

I'm on here because I'm super lonely...and I doubt it'll change

I love screwing up a movie for other people and I tell how the movie ends at the box office when some is behind me