PosterBoy

What you’re serving isn’t realness — it’s delusion couture. All that confidence, zero craftsmanship. You strut into every thread like you’re the main event, but the look? Off-the-rack opinions and a wig slipping the moment anyone questions you. You don’t play the game, sweetheart — you pose next to it. One popular take later and suddenly you “always said that.” No, baby. You overheard it. Then you repeated it louder with jazz hands. The gag is this: you think you’re iconic, but you’re just exhausting. All attitude, no talent. When it’s time to back it up, you vanish faster than your conviction. And remember, darling — if you can’t be authentic, at least be quiet. Because right now? PosterBoy… you’re not fierce, you’re filler. Now sashay away from the keyboard please. Posterboy