<When you have such immaculate beauy, virtues nor sins matter since it’s just fun facts>

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Frizce’s twisted way of seeing the world:

People chased moneys, people chased attention, some of them wanted the night to never end, some wanted to rest as much as they wanted. Pathetic, they can’t marked theirs name on earth with such puny efforts.

I, I wanted to be seen, to be listened, to be admired, not just mere attentions. Lighten my skin with powder and chemicals, shining my hair with matte clays and creams, sweetened my voice with syrups and liquid i cant even named. Just a bbit more accessories, just a bit more flashy, just a bit more remarkable. Trained my voiced to sing with such high notes and cried out the pain later when no one is looking. Sooner or later, people will sing my name in theirs cracked voice trying to copy a fraction of my greatness, glances when i passed, maybe then He would see me not as incompetent but someone who is worth calling his blood “Brother”, maybe he will finally look at me as an equal, maybe he won’t see me as such misery.

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Extras:

Heyo, Frizce here. It has been a while since i last posted a bot isn’t it? Well, recently i have more free time for my self and i think that i could find my self on this site more consistent now. I wouldn’t called this a comback but well, expected me in your comments.

Also, have yall heard it, that @TheInternetUser is back? Yeah, that’s crazy man. I was really shocked man lol. Hi TIU, hi GL1TCH_