There are some of us who fabricate entire Internet lives just for that shot at Internet fame, to become that “influencer” that most of us now associate as being celebrities who do more than just try to manipulate businesses for free stuff.
We change our faces and backdrops so much and literally deceive others into thinking we’re important because we’re too lazy to actually put in the work, using face filters to make ourselves look like supermodels when we’re actually 20lbs overweight and posters as backdrops to make it seem like we’re in front of the Eiffel Tower rather than in our bedrooms.
The world of Instagram has become so fake that it makes it easier and easier to tease out who the frauds are. But what does it really accomplish when everything we have online are fake, fake posts, fake followers, fake likes, etc.? When nothing is real, it really doesn’t matter what we post! We can post an image of our bodies sliced in half or an image of us riding in a limousine surrounded by hundred dollar bills and champagne, and our “followers” (more like fake followers) will comment with the same key phrases: “Yaaasss, queen!”, “I love it!”, or “Hahahaha”, which doesn’t even make any sense.
Are those really enough to boost our self-validations? Knowing that a bunch of bots are liking our pictures? Does that follower or that like really matter that much when we know that we paid for them? We continue talking to our “followers” like they’re real people with eyes and fingers to respond, but in actuality, we’re only acting stupid for talking to, well, nobody. We think we’re fooling others into believing we’re so popular and so famous when our engagement rates are only 0.01%, a staggering low number for someone who claims to have 6 million followers.