//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.