An artist from Oakland, California collects trash and makes tiny mobile homes for the homeless.

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Public art that people can live in! More artists should do this. Turn thew city into an art museum.

Wait what? This place is local for me. I was just there

The part that hit me hard in "The Fault in our Stars".

  • "I can't talk about our love story, so I will talk about math. I am not a mathematician, but I know this; There are infinite numbers between 0 and 1. There is .1 and .12 and .112 and an infinite collection of others. Of course, there is an infinite set of numbers between 0 and 2, or between 0 and a million. Some infinities are bigger than other infinities. A writer we use to like taught us that. There are days, many of them, when I resent the size of my unbounded set. I want more numbers than I'm likely to get, and God, I want more for Augustus Waters than he got. But Gus, my love, I cannot tell you how thankful I am for our little infinity. I wouldn't trade it for the world. You gave me a forever within the numbered days, and I'm grateful."

Who am I to you? Anonymously leave a fruit or two in my inbox.

  • Apple: I haven't really taken notice of you so far.
  • Honeydew: You fascinate me.
  • Banana: You annoy me.
  • Mullberry: Mostly I tolerate you on my dash.
  • Cherry: You make me uncomfortable.
  • Orange: I love your blog, but I'm not very interested in you personally.
  • Grapefruit: I don't care so much for your blog, but I'm rather interested in you as a person.
  • Kiwi: Love your blog, equally interested in you as a person.
  • Pineapple: I think about you even when I'm not on tumblr.
  • Raspberry: I'm not even aware I'm re-blogging from you when I do.
  • Strawberry: I wasn't even aware I was following you. How did that happen?
  • Mango: I wouldn't mind talking to you if you ever messaged me, but it's not that big of a deal to me.
  • Green Apple: I would really like to talk to you, but I never will initiate it.
  • Guava: I have no interest in talking with you on here.
  • Blueberry: Sometimes, I like and re-blog posts from you just to get your attention.
  • Cantaloupe: I often avoid liking and re-blogging your post so I don't draw your attention.
  • Watermelon: I'm not very interested in you or your blog, I'm just too lazy to unfollow you.
  • Elderberry: I've anon-ed you something personal before.
  • Pumpkin: I've anon-ed you a compliment before.
  • Kumquat: I've anon-ed you hate before.
  • Lemon: Never anon-ed you before, probably won't again.
  • Lime: We've never talked and I prefer to keep it that way.
  • Papaya: We used to talk but we don't anymore and that makes me sad.
  • Rhubarb: We used to talk and we don't anymore and I prefer it that way.
  • Tangerine: We talk on here sometimes and I want it to continue.
  • Plum: Meh.

"Get drunk, I need the truth."

"Maybe the reason she never drinks is because she fears what sort of tales will escape her lips if alcohol touches her tongue"

Thought of the day (via princeofbellehair)