Beichte von Jameshup

I admit, that i kinda like worn clothes(from other people).

I left the house and didn't realize I was still wearing slippers

While shopping, arriving at the checkout, I noticed that I didn't have a wallet with me

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

How do l look if you’re really love me but can you send me your number I text you

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.

I, 25m, regret to admit that i am 100% incapable of love, i care for no one. By extension i am of course completely alone which sucks hard. How can i change my situation?

Instead of a photo of my girlfriend, I have a photo of my BMW in my wallet.

I invited my girlfriend to go in a dinghy. Unfortunately there was a hole in the boat and we went under.

I'll try anything once, twice if I like it If you ever feel lonely, dim the lights and put on a good horror movie after a while you won't feel alone anymore. 😉

Looking for some NSA fun that is all that I want if you want to know more about me you will have to ask

I confess i had my vasectomie in secret because my wife wanted babies