HUAWEI P40 WITH THE BEETLE CASE
Ypu are so beautiful plain-faced girl..i love you because ayou are a normal girl with bright gesture and ears that do not shy behind mane much like small animal or something as this..
When I see a stranger I think about how they’re probably missed dearly by someone. I feel so lucky to be in their proximity. It is so easy to love.
- Imani Xiao
Nature isn’t a conscious or virtuous thing until it is gifted the faith of one else; it then flourishes, dancing into full blossom. Accelerated phase shifts are smoothed into a vibration. Non-communication becomes pure communication. Dissonance resolves into a single chord. ㅤ
My name is Imani Xiao, and I am in celebration as summer has clumsily stumbled upon us. I open a window to receive the blessings of today. Thank you God. “Ypur beautiful nipples belongs to me” I mutter to the lock screen image of Hatsune Miku on my Huawei P40 that I’ve molded onto the back of a beetle shell (but not the actual shell, only it’s likeness). I had to break the phone to fit it inside. I used a jigsaw to shave the edges into a sort of oblong shape and sanded the edges smooth. It’s about a tenth of it’s original size now, but it’s not really that big of a deal. It’s a cute phone case. The pixels are really distorted and the color is not accurate or true to whatever I am looking at so I have to adjust for the difference every time which is, also, not that big a deal because my imagination is incredibly good. Today I listen for the cicadas, but I think they’re still sleeping because the weather at the start of the season was really weird or something. The chirping of a cicada always reminds me of nneon genesis Evangelion. There is a frame in which the insects sing, the silhouettes of dawn are painted a pink lilac and the scene seems to extend unto eternity. I commit many of these romanticisms to memory. I care about everything so much. I love to write. Any thing you’ve ever said to me, I have remembered. I read messages intently. Four times over, five times over. I can recite every post, every word ever said to me, every letter etched onto my heart because I am in love with being alive. I have to go to bed now, or my mom will get really mad. i will talk u all very soon…bye!!!!!!!!
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