//NEON MODERNISM//the moth
My own work has just saved me. It told me, no matter which colour, age, condition or weirdness – the glowig beauty comes from inside. Sounds cheesy and easy, but it’s the only truth.
(Just saved a butterfly, took it outside. And now it came back. Hello my friend.)
Edit Magda: Holy crap, now that’s a cheesy post! What the hell was going on there? The butterfly was a muddy brown grey moth! Guess it was too late at night. Never mind. The moth got saved.