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“Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get — only with what you are expecting to give — which is everything,” Katharine would later say. ” What you will receive in return varies. But it really has no connection with what you give. You give because you love and you cannot help giving. If you are very lucky, you may be loved back….I loved Spencer Tracy. He and his interests and his demands came first. This was not easy for me because I was definitely a me me me person. It was a unique feeling that I had for S.T. I would have done anything for him. My feelings — how can you describe them?  — the door between us was always open. There was no reservations of any kind.”

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“Love has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get — only with what you are expecting to give — which is everything,” Katharine would later say. ” What you will receive in return varies. But it really has no connection with what you give. You give because you love and you cannot help giving. If you are very lucky, you may be loved back….I loved Spencer Tracy. He and his interests and his demands came first. This was not easy for me because I was definitely a me me me person. It was a unique feeling that I had for S.T. I would have done anything for him. My feelings — how can you describe them?  — the door between us was always open. There was no reservations of any kind.”

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A.F Vandevorst have sculpted a life-size sculpture of a sleeping girl in 250kg of candle wax. 


Over the one month course of the Arnhem Mode Biennale 2011, the candle burnt down day by day, melting and transforming throughout the duration of the exhibition.

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I was raped by four men in one evening. I got drunk and tried to say no. What did my predators do? They told me to drink more. They shoved a bottle in my face and told me to keep drinking. Drink till I was drunk enough to fuck them. I blacked out. They urinated on me. They assaulted me. They shoved foreign objects in my body, anally and vaginally. They took videos. I was just 16 years old. The video was sent around my entire school, and I was bullied every single day of my senior year of high school. I lost all of my friends. I was physically and verbally abused by peers and people I once called friends. Someone tried to set me on fire in the hallway during passing period. Nobody sympathized with me. Nobody cared about the fact that because of these events, I was trying to kill myself every single day. I was cutting myself, making myself puke, showering upwards of fifteen times a day because I felt filthy. I was scratching and peeling the skin off of my body because I was dirty. I looked at myself like I deserved what I got. The world saw me as dirty, so I began to see myself that way, too. My rapists were praised by my peers for their deed. I never had a voice. When I first learned about the Steubenville incident going to trial, I was overjoyed. Because Jane Doe’s story was my story, and if anyone deserved justice, it was her. She would get the justice I never got. She would change the tide of the rape culture movement. Despite the horrific events that occurred, I knew that the justice served would help ease her pain. But she didn’t get justice, and now she has to witness this news coverage, favoring and sympathizing with her attackers. Pain is not an accurate word to describe what she is feeling right now. Pain is the simplest term you could use. As a rape victim and an aspiring journalist, I am disgusted with the way this case was reported on. Jane Doe’s rapists deserve their suffering in prison. They deserve more. They do not deserve to be sympathized with. They made their stupid decision, and they deserve whatever consequences come their way. If you don’t want to be labeled as a rapist, don’t fucking rape.

— Anonymous comment left on the CNN petition demanding they apologize for sympathizing with the Steubenville rapists (via theworldmaybebroken)

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