
BatmanYou're now chatting with a random stranger. Say hello!Batman by *takozilla
Stranger is using Omegle's mobile Web site
Stranger: Hi :-)
You: hey, i wanna tell you something
Stranger: 25/Girl how about you?
You: I am batman
You: My identity is secret
Stranger: Perfect well wanna txt me? I would love to trade some pix
You: Um i cannot give you my number its confidential
Stranger: ok cool txt me now my number is 7862017357
You: no thank you
You: this is a plot by the joker isnt it!
Stranger: k ttys!
Stranger has disconnected.

Dear, fatherIf i cant stand youDear, father by *takozilla
Don't make me stand next to you
Don't try to raise me up
When you yourself cannot rise
I've learned how to stand on my own
Its your turn
I'm stugiling to get on my feet
But so are you
Don't point out my mistakes
Like you haven't got your own
I'm antisocial by choice
But i still have more friends than you
I have problems galore
But i betcha you have more
So i'll finish growing on my own
I'm waiting for you to start

InnocenceI lost my innocence long agoInnocence by *takozilla
I was so ready to grow up
To be a big kid
To be mature
I hated every minute of it
It made my skin crawl
I cried
This pain, i had to endure
I walked around empty
A hollow shell
No one knew what i knew
That was for sure
I was filthy
I was dirty
If they knew, they wouldn't want me
But they thought i was pure
I cried for months
I hurt myself too
I'd get dizzy, i'd eat
but just throw up on the floor
My innocence gone
I tried to get it back
To take back what i did
Just to be mature

Pink rosesShe gasped the two pink roses tightly, thorns and all that night. She had posted on her tumblr that she felt suicidal and wanted to die. A few hours later there was a knock on the door and bam, these two. It bothered her. She wanted to know weather this was coincidence or, who dropped them off. She had no friends. No family anywhere near here. She barley had any followers on tumblr.Pink roses by *takozilla
The next morning it was just Another day of her job, which she hated. She only worked to keep a roof over her head and to eat. She was a nurse at an private school, grades 9-12. Her squeaky white tennis shoes made loud annoying noises as she left. Those roses i
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First 10 people who comment on this journal will receive a FREE SKETCH! (a headshot)
In return, however, you must offer 10 free sketches in your own journal too! (If you want...)
When I see you made this journal too, then I will start your request! If you've done this in the recent past just provide proof and that will do also (if you have done this already, but more than 2 months ago, you should do it again).
Remember, these are SKETCHES, meaning they probably won't be colored, and they will be done fast, nothing too hard or perfect. Sketchy, rough lines, quickly whenever-I-have-time made, by your request.
Depending on how many people speak up I might allow one or two sketches per person...
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