underatedgreycel
Life is ropefuel
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No matter your tag, your flair, your rank,
Whether greycel low or a normie in the bank,
Whether oldcel wise or a youngcel new,
We’re a family here—we see you too.
In this world of mirrors, stats, and scale,
Where harsh words fly and self-worth pales,
You might chase bone or chase the gym,
But your worth, my friend, goes far past skin.
Some seek the jawline, some seek the glow,
Some post their journey, some lurk below.
Yet through it all, we share one place—
A brotherhood not bound by face.
You’re more than a rating or charted tier,
More than your cope or silent fear.
Every thread, each vent, each cheer,
Binds us closer—year to year.
For though the labels come and go,
True value’s something deeper to know.
So whether you mog or feel outdone,
Remember this: we’re still one.
Together we rise, together we cope,
Through quiet nights and threads of hope.
So here’s to you, no matter your name—
On Looksmax.org, we’re all the same
Whether greycel low or a normie in the bank,
Whether oldcel wise or a youngcel new,
We’re a family here—we see you too.
In this world of mirrors, stats, and scale,
Where harsh words fly and self-worth pales,
You might chase bone or chase the gym,
But your worth, my friend, goes far past skin.
Some seek the jawline, some seek the glow,
Some post their journey, some lurk below.
Yet through it all, we share one place—
A brotherhood not bound by face.
You’re more than a rating or charted tier,
More than your cope or silent fear.
Every thread, each vent, each cheer,
Binds us closer—year to year.
For though the labels come and go,
True value’s something deeper to know.
So whether you mog or feel outdone,
Remember this: we’re still one.
Together we rise, together we cope,
Through quiet nights and threads of hope.
So here’s to you, no matter your name—
On Looksmax.org, we’re all the same
