Beichte von Herbie69

I used to put some chocolate in my sister's bed so that she always thought she had shat the bed in the morning.

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 have extreme panic when I see a spider, I have to scream like crazy and everyone thinks that i am nuts

I f23 confess, many men feel emasculated by my bossy ways

i f/19 admit i have woken up hung-over in Hotels/Motels on more weekends than at home

My partner is very closed-minded while I want to open up to a new horizon

good morning love, how are ya?what's on your mind. i'm a singer songwriter. i love night photography

Now I feel almost like new, only there is one little thing missing that makes me complete. Who helps?

I really want someone to talk to me. I always stay alone, and I need a person to make me happy, give me fun and have a good time together. I think it is not possible.😓

Hello how are you doing today I'm here for anything

Hello I'm new here. How are you? I'm wanting friends with benefits

Down to earth, always looking at the brighter side of negatives.

Heyy, im Lulu Harper and im from Japan but currently living in Australia!