Sitting in the back of class like: nobody sit next to me. I’m cancer.

What does seventy million years mean to beings who live one-millionth as long? We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever.

Carl Sagan, Cosmos pg. 27 (via wethinkwedream)

Two words: WATER CYCLE

Then I am faced with the reality that people actually think water gets “wasted”