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>feel like killing yourself
>get a new id and tick the organ donor box

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I sat down next to him and pulled out my lunch, last night's cold eggplant parmesan. I offered him a spoon.

We ate.

After a little while, i noticed he was watching something. He pointed and I saw a crayfish, feeling its way along the lake bed, picking at bits of something or other.

We watched.

Then all at once he said: "Good Bye".

And I said: "Right, I've got to get back to work.".

And he said: "Good Bye".

And I said: "Good Bye".

I brushed myself down and left.

# Lesser Deities

I met a god the other day, down by the quay.

He said: "Hello".

I said: "Hello".

He said: "Hello".

I said: "Right, Hello".

"He looks a bit down", I thought.

His feet were in the water, and he kicked them back and forth. Ripples spread out onto the lake and disappeared.

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"you know, i think you could do for a bit more constructive cataclysm

err... corruptive catechism

collective carnalism

consumptive cannibalism

presumptive panoplism

abjunctive aphorism

abruptive embolism"

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2018: inferring human behavior with uncomfortable accuracy from breadcrumbs

Also 2018: can't fucking layout text
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@lain all my boyfriends become girls, help

>feel like killing yourself
>get a new id and tick the organ donor box

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made it to 90 pages just now, most surreal feeling

>you actually write some things sometimes

i am something that comes with your meal

i am something from your past

i am something to do with the house

i am someone who fills your dreams when you wish you were dreaming of her

i am none of these things, i know, i am none of these things

i overflow your toilet and then i call up your parents and tell them to come over so i can watch their expressions through the peep hole when they knock on the door and then realise what they've stepped in

i am always looking to please and i am always looking to please

i am always looking. please.


i am something you keep in your pocket, or else i fit neatly on your keychain. i keep the time and tell it for you when you least want to know

i am the line of scum left in your sink after a year of brushing teeth and brushing hair

i am easy to use and easy to use and i am easy to use

i am an accessory


i am a toy


i am a burden


i am the pain in your head that will not go away and the waitress who drops her platter

i am the lights that grow brighter when you turn off the switch

i am there when you want me

i am there when you don't

i am there when you open your closet and weeks worth of laundry spills out on your floor

>"dude, just use the windows subsystem"
guess i'm just not hip enough to make the jokes these day...

the crinkles in his nose seem to overrun one another, his face receding to point between. he slowly, slowly, rises and you hear the engine starting. you pull the covers back over your head and sob in the dark

"you hide at night, reading lights, television, headphones, there under the covers do you ever think of FUTURE? my now is here, and there is no more"