Beichte von Rob69dick

I, 26m, admit that i occasionally invite myself into nice peoples house and overstay my welcome. I like seeing them squirming, whispering, sceaming to get me out.

Looking for hookup Friends Talk These things I love music.travel Driving And green thing's

I'm self-employed and I'm excited to see what awaits me here

Actually someone refer here. And i will love to get a partner from here

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Hey there I’m mark :) I like doing stuff outdoors. career focused so I work a lot. Not exactly sure what I’m looking for but you might be it 😉

You can send me your number or similar 🌹Hey how are you

I have a dog leash at home, but no dog

Ig I'm pretty new but hope if your ready for a long endless fun with me

I F.20 confess i have a little kink, it is about high heels in bed

I’m very hungry right now. Guess what I want to eat!

Hello I'm new here and want to know how this site works please

Female in riverside looking for older men

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.

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

I admit that I miss a minimum of respect and decency in todays society