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God

Memories broken
The truth goes unspoken
I’ve even forgotten my name

I don’t know the season
Or what is the reason
I’m standing here holding my blade

A desolate place
Without any trace
It’s only the cold wind I feel

It’s me that I spite
As I stand up and fight
The only thing I know for real

There will be blood-shed
The man in the mirror nods his head

The only one left
Will ride upon the dragon’s back

Because the mountains don’t give back what they take
Oh no
There will be blood-shed
It’s the only thing I’ve ever known

Losing my identity
Wondering have I gone insane
To find the truth in front of me
I must climb this mountain range
Looking downward from this deadly height
And never realizing why I fight

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.

Si eres feo y pobre como yo, no te obsesiones con las mujeres. Simplemente no eres atractivo para ellas y no las odies, simplemente es su naturaleza, no pidieron ser así. A nadie le gusta lo feo y pobre y si consigues el dinero, solo te verán con interés. De nada vale que tengas autoestima siendo feo, sólo dirán qué te crees algo que no eres y si eres divertido, sólo te verán como su payasito. Todo se resume en que no ganamos una lotería genética y monetaria. No nos tocó ganar, es cuestión de suerte. Simple. No trates de convertirte en otra persona a la fuerza ni te arrastres, simplemente aprende a ser feliz solo. Yo tengo 21 años, soy virgen y nunca he tenido novia, nunca intente "cortejar" a ninguna porque me veía al espejo y sabia que iba a pasar. Si tú lo sabes, no lo hagas. De llegar a gustarle a una chica, su encanto se convertira en asco cuando se entere de que no has tenido relaciones sexuales a tus mas de 20 años de edad, porqué para ser interesante para ellas tienes que haberte acostado con al menos 150 mujeres antes de conocerla a ella. Estamos ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥.

Cuando era adolescente llegué a sufrir porque mis hormonas estaban alborotadas, pero con los años aprendí que son solo eso, hormonas las que te hacen obsesionarte. Y recuerda que aquellos que si ganaron la lotería, también compiten entre ellos por lo que ya llevas las de perder. Ellos también sufren infidelidades, despecho, etc.

No intentes buscar empatia ni comprensión de parte de las mujeres por tu condición de celibe involuntario, ellas son los seres menos empaticos, te despreciaran de frente y se burlaran y hablaran mal a tus espaldas en vez de ayudarte o darte consuelo. No pienses que te pierdes de mucho, hay porn0, hentai, muñecas y trabajadoras sexuales.

Feliz día.

Muy buen juego, y más si es acompañado de una rica:

Milanesa a la napolitana.

- Ingredientes -
.4 huevos
.200 g de jamón cocido
.2 dientes de ajo
.Sal y pimienta, a gusto
.Perejil picado, a gusto
.Orégano fresco, a gusto
.500 g de mozzarella
.Pan rallado, cantidad necesaria
.1/2 litro de salsa de tomate
.1 kilo de nalga para milanesas
.Aceite para freír
.Preparación

Paso 1

Pelar los ajos y picar junto con el perejil.

Paso 2

Colocar los huevos en un bowl y batir hasta disolverlos bien. Luego agregar el perejil, los ajos y condimentar con sal y pimienta.

Paso 3

Colocar la carne en la mezcla anterior, dejar unos minutos, retirar y pasar por pan rallado.

Paso 4

En una sartén con abundante aceite caliente freír las milanesas. Retirar y escurrir en papel absorbente.

Paso 5

Acomodar las milanesas en una placa para horno, bañar con salsa de tomate, encima el jamón cocido y por ultimo la mozzarella.

Paso 6

Cocinar en horno bien caliente hasta gratinar la mozzarella

Las risas no faltan

Si

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El final es una porquería.

El DLC de Broken Steel hace al juego mucho mejor y con un mejor final