we sighed like dogs in the dark.
Submitted by Kevin Faingnaert / @kevinfaingnaert:
I’m a documentary photographer from Belgium, focusing on subcultures and communities who are removed from the mainstream. For 2 projects in particular, the ZAD and Matavenero, I came across a lot of cabins.
The ZAD is Europe’s largest rural protest camp on the outskirts of Brittany, France. Since 2009, this 4,000-acre rural space has been inhabited by environmentalist activists, opposing the construction of an international airport that threatens to turn the surrounding countryside into a sprawling metropolis.
Matavenero is a tiny ecovillage of only 60 inhabitants, tucked away in the mountainous region of El Bierzo, Spain.
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I was very studious, too much. I would never go out at weekends. I was very serious. You should have seen me in class – I was blushing and sweating every time the teacher asked me something.
favorite outfit(s)
Every season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer → Season Four
You think you know, what’s to come, what you are… You haven’t even begun.
Tell you what — we could’ve had a good life together, a fuckin’ real good life! Had us a place of our own. But you didn’t want it Ennis! So what we got now is Brokeback Mountain! Everything’s built on that. That’s all we got, boy — fuckin’ all. So, I hope you know that, if you don’t never know the rest.
— Brokeback Mountain (2005) dir. Ang Lee
Eleanor Guthrie in every episode: VIII
You know I have no choice but to say yes. But before I do, know this. You’ll sit in that fort for a while. You’ll get comfortable. And that’s the day I’m gonna push you and your men right into the fucking sea.
I believe that in this moment you cannot fathom leaving me. But if we are honest with each other, I think we both know– Stop.
Sooner or later the day is going to come when, no matter our feelings, the world will demand that you and I…
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Every season of Buffy the Vampire Slayer → Season Six
I was happy. Wherever I was… I was happy. At peace. I knew that everyone I cared about was all right. I knew it. Time didn’t mean anything. Nothing had form, but I was still me, you know? And I was warm. And I was loved. And I was finished. Complete. I don’t understand theology or dimensions, any of it really. But I think I was in heaven. And now I’m not. I was torn out of there, pulled out.. by my friends. Everything here is hard and bright and violent. Everything I feel, everything I touch.. This is hell. Just getting through the next moment, and the one after that.. knowing what I’ve lost.