Moths are such an interesting analogy for modern life: In order to thrive during nighttime and avoid daylight predators, they have evolved a complex guidance sense based on stars and moonlight. Then we invent artificial lights and fuck up 190 millions of years of evolution. “Haha dumb bug is hitting the light.”

How often I do feel like a moth.

I can hear the ekekeks from here!

Bugs don’t stand a chance in my house. I’ve literally just started wishing them luck and finding their corpse in the morning, she’s undefeated.