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The thing about Cottagecore is that is a fetishized aesthetic of country life, divorced from labor and idealized by a primarily urban audience with a backward looking ethos of tradition. They are not prepared for the stresses of a rural life: farming; harvesting; tapping pumpkins to ensure none of them have been replaced with flesh; losing out on income by having to use one of your pigs in a blood sacrifice to paint protective sigils over your doors and windows; checking cracks and chimneys for the flesh-vines of the Pumpkin Lord; having to decide, before the Growth is complete, whether that's really your tradwife or an amassment of vines, leaves, and blood in the shape of your tradwife; ignoring their desperate pleas that "I'm me! No! No!" as you burn them alive, realizing too late you picked wrong; and the exploitative corporate nature of commercial farming in 2024. All seen through a deeply colonial lens, of course

sending "?" to represent myself tilting my head like a dog

sending "!" to represent myself perking up w/ my ears/tail like a dog that just saw you grab the leash

if it’s raining and it’s pouring, you KNOWWWWW that old man is snoring

let's fuck him

Yes

i'm not a shoplifter but i believe in their beliefs

listening to Simulation Swarm isn't enough i need to eat it.