Beichte von Joeseph

I admit, that i only like girls that are smaller than me.

How did I look like everyone and you are free to text me if you are here to play games please don’t add me up or send me a text.

Maybe someday I'll still have faith in love

I 22/m admit that women keep destroying my fun in relationships because they always try to take over every decision in every aspect of my life right away.

I was going to shave my eyebrow and accidentally shaved it off completely

I was watering the flowers in the garden with the hose and didn't notice that the visitors were already there, I turned around and everyone was wet

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

I'm looking for someone to spend the rest of my life with a ture partner

looking for fun, let's have it together, waiting for you

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 challenge anyone who can make me laugh in DM... There will be a surprise for the first... Good luck guys

whats up. im Canadian. if youre in my area, lets hook up 😉

Hey there ladies ready to play....... I am come say hi

I wanted to coolly get on my motorcycle and fell over on the other side.

loving kind and sweet..if you find someone who make you laugh everyday im here always..

I often pee in the neighbors' potted plants, in their hallway, I just find them ugly