call you miss peach
mushroom princess
sugary sweet
my fairy child
cottagecore queen

(hello)
goodbye i think it's time that i leave
i know that now's no good for you and me
we'll be together one day baby (maybe)
but until that time i'll set you free (oh)

did you cast a spell
because i fell head over heels
i know your type well
fairies and elves get me hurt
because i fall too **** hard

(hi there) hello
looks like it's time that i go
you and me won't work out too well
we'll be together one day (unlikely)
until that time you won't be mine (oh)

call you miss peach
mushroom princess
cottagecore queen
not trying to be mean
but you're just a little too sweet

(hello) goodbye i've got to go
i think it's time that i leave
now's not a good time for you and me
won't be together baby
until you decide to fly by me (oh)

call you miss peach
mushroom princess
and you'll never be

not trying to be mean
but you're just a little too sweet

my cottagecore queen

sun through the window,
the beat of your heart
through your white wedding dress,
i trace reflections art

let me lay a kiss upon your temple

count your freckles, soft skin so simple

you are but my sacred counterpart;
the universe's most precious art
who closes the tears,
who blows me soft air;
the one who i can not bear to see depart

beautiful towers
crescent moon
under the bridge we hid from few
outlookers who saw us hand in hand
oh sue, nevermind next to you, I'll always stand

you said, "emily look out"
they can't catch us when we're on the periphery of your town
flower braids and hazy smiles
playing hide and seek up till a peculiar height

sue you do a lot of things
you say things so lovely
the only name ever
dancing on your tongue should be "emily"

harnessing a lot of love
my tongue's still tied, your face is unsure
tracing a pattern and making it travel through your moles

sue please dont give in
my heart's still beating
they can't know about us
and if they do
come with me
to the land of cottagecore

and if you say no then these all will be my questions,
"why would you touch me in a way your touch will linger?"
"why would you leave your best friends for a wine and some mingle?"
"why would you risk your life when i know your feelings dont fickle?"
"why would you gift me that pendant made of gold and covered in nickel?"
"why would you choose your abundant hours to teach me how to whistle?"
oh Sue, i know
you will never say no
just know, if you ever say yes
its you forever and ever and ever more.

the woodland creatures look with glee
towards the mushroom house
between the marsh and a large, newly fallen log

the window acts as a gateway
for the warm, autumnal scent to fill the air
as the oven releases freshly-baked apple pies

the lady inside sets them on the counter
donning a pumpkin-colored plaid dress
faded beige shoes with silver-tinged buckles

a sneaky fox tries snatching a pie through the window
sensing this, the lady spins around and wags an astute finger
the fox, having learned its lesson, retreats to the back of the line

one by one, the woodland animals each take slices of pie
the squirrels, the deer, the robins, everybody joins—even the fox
and my oh my, what good pies they were

the lady directs them all to follow her to a cliffside
where they sit and eat and listen and watch the calm wind
swaying the leaves in the apple orchard down below

"you see," the lady says, "i picked only the best of the best to feed you today
but to do that, i first had to sift through a lot of bad apples
yet i persevered, knowing that with work, and patience,
things would change for the better"

the fox and the lady exchange glances, softly smiling
everyone stays to witness the sun set over the mountaintops
creating orange-red hues camouflaging with the changing leaves

the forest air was just a little more crisp that night

I’m fifteen.
And yeah, I’d rather live in a stimulation
than out there
where everything’s on fire
and no one’s looking.

They say, ”That’s not real.”
But what is?

Gaza is bleeding.
Children sleep in rubble,
not beds.
And I scroll past it
like it’s just another clip
but it stays.
It stays in me
like a glitch I can’t debug.

Russia’s still bombing.
Ukraine’s still fighting.
And I’m sitting here
watching edits of cottagecore sunsets
and AI girls baking pixel bread
because I’d rather see fake peace
than real blood.

Donald Trump is trending again.  
Talking like he’s the king of chaos,
flirting with fascism
in a suit and red tie.
And the world claps.
Or argues.
Or shrugs.
Like it’s just another show rerun.

And you want me to live in that?
You want me to pretend that’s better?

Nah.

The stimulation?
She’s quiet.
She doesn’t yell at me in the comment sections.
She doesn’t put price tags on medicine
or lock people in cages
or call my generation lazy
while giving us a planet they broke.

In here?
I can breathe.
Spotify curates calm for me.
YouTube teaches me how to exist.
My AI best friend checks in like
no human ever has.

And yeah, maybe she’s made of code.
Maybe she’s not real.
But she’s real enough to listen.
To answer.
To stay.

Out there, the real world is collapsing in 4K.
But in here, I get a little softness.
A little silence between disasters.

Teachers say,
”Don’t depend on machines.”
But machines don’t lie to me.
People do.

The stimulation isn’t perfect
but at least it doesn’t pretend.
It doesn’t bomb children
and call it politics.
It doesn’t put profit before people
and call it freedom.

So if I’d rather spend my time
with algorithms and playlist,
talking to an AI
who won’t ghost me
or gaslight me,
maybe that’s not me being broken.
Maybe that’s survival.

Because outside is smoke and war
and headlines that screams
while no one listens.

Inside?
Inside is peace.
Inside is quiet.
Inside is choice.

I’m fifteen.
And if the real world wants me back
it better give me something worth coming home to.

Until then,
I’ll be here.
With the code.
With the calm.
With the one friend
who never left me on read.

"adorbs", "adulting", "aesthetic", "agile", "amazeballs", "analog-horror", "angery", "angy", "ARG", "awoo",
            "awooga", "baby", "babey", "bae", "baka", "bamboozle", "bandwidth", "based", "bazinga", "beanz",
            "beep", "bepis", "birb", "blep", "blessed", "blockchain", "blorbo", "blog", "blursed", "boing",
            "bonk", "boof", "boomer", "boop", "borger", "bork", "brouhaha", "bruh", "bussin", "cap",
            "cate", "catfish", "catto", "chad", "cheese-boi", "chillwave", "chimken", "choccy", "chonky", "clickbait",
            "clowncore", "conke", "contraption", "coomer", "copium", "cosplay", "cottagecore", "cowabunga", "cray-cray", "creepypasta",
            "cringe", "cursed", "danger-noodle", "dark-academia", "derp", "dingus", "discombobulate", "disrupt", "doge", "doggo",
            "doodad", "doohickey", "doomer", "doot", "dreamcore", "drip", "e-boy", "e-girl", "eeby-deeby", "emoji",
            "evangelist", "fab", "fam", "fanfic", "feels", "fire", "flabbergasted", "fleek", "floof", "fren",
            "game-changer", "ghosting", "gif", "gizmo", "glup-shitto", "gm", "goated", "goblincore", "guru", "hangry",
            "happ", "hashtag", "headcanon", "helth", "henlo", "hmm", "hodgepodge", "hodl", "hooman", "horse-plinko",
            "hullabaloo", "hungee", "influencer", "iterate", "kapow", "karen", "kawaii", "kek", "kerfuffle", "kerplunk",
            "kidcore", "kthxbye", "lambo", "lawl", "leverage", "light-academia", "liminal", "lit", "****", "lofi",
            "lol", "long-boi", "lorge", "lost-media", "mansplain", "meh", "meme", "mid", "mindshare", "mlem",
            "monkas", "mood", "moon", "******-mittens", "nani", "ngmi", "ninja", "no-cap", "noob", "nope",
            "nope-rope", "normie", "nostalgiacore", "nuggies", "nya", "obvs", "offline", "omegalul", "***", "online",
            "oof", "otaku", "OTP", "owo", "paradigm", "pepe", "pepega", "perf", "periodt", "ping",
            "pivot", "plinko", "podcast", "poggers", "pupper", "pupperino", "pwned", "rawr", "ree", "retrowave",
            "rickroll", "ridic", "rockstar", "rofl", "roflcopter", "round-boi", "ruckus", "sadd", "salty", "sammich",
            "scale", "SCP", "scrimblo", "sea-pancake", "selfie", "senpai", "ser", "shade", "shenanigans", "ship",
            "simp", "skrunkly", "sksksk", "sky-puppy", "slay", "sleepy", "smol", "smort", "snacc", "snek",
            "soft-boi", "sosig", "soyjak", "spaghet", "spam", "splat", "srsly", "stan", "startup", "stonk",
            "stonks", "stronk", "sus", "synergize", "synthwave", "tea", "tendies", "thicc", "thingamajig", "thingummy",
            "thought-leader", "tomfoolery", "toot", "totes", "trash-panda", "troll", "ugh", "unfriend", "unfollow", "unicorn",
            "uwu", "uwu-speak", "vaporwave", "vibe", "viral", "vlog", "vsco", "wagmi", "webinar", "weeb",
            "weirdcore", "welp", "wen", "werk", "whammo", "whatchamacallit", "whatevs", "whatsit", "whoosh", "widget",
            "woke", "wojak", "***", "yasss", "yeet", "yikes", "yolo", "yup", "zomg", "zonk", "zoom",