May 2011
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Why don't you follow my new blog?
I’ve started a new photo blog called A Walk Through Bowness.
May 17th
March 2011
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Mar 21st
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// green mini-dress & thigh high boots. swishing/swaying. she turns to me at the till & the part of me i consider me vanishes into hell-bent-pull to low cut green meets swelling cleavage. a gift. 
Mar 17th
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some of you may not know..
i also run my own photoblog over at see.ruzz.org. if you like the vibe here, you may like it.  /end gratuitous self-promotion. 
Mar 16th
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WatchWatch
this is a polemic about the unabashed sexiness of women not fearful, nor cowed by the power of their sex. 
Mar 15th
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Mar 2nd
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February 2011
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Feb 21st
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WatchWatch
pornrocker: Como dar nó em gravata. Curso prático. bibyebarze:
Feb 17th
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Feb 15th
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Feb 15th
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January 2011
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Jan 3rd
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December 2010
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Dec 8th
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Roni River: If someone would’ve told me on the... →
roniriver: If someone would’ve told me on the 10/02/2009 that I will one day publish this photo I would never have believed them. But here it is…the day I am publishing this photo. It’s from day 38/365 I knew it was good I knew it was real and I knew it was my truth but I couldn’t let anyone see me this… shes crazy sexy. ah, the human mind.
Dec 8th
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November 2010
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Nov 20th
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October 2010
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Oct 29th
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Oct 1st
September 2010
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roniriver: www.roniriver.com
Sep 30th
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one more ruzz blog. this time with feeling →
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August 2010
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June 2010
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April 2010
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Apr 12th
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March 2010
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Mar 19th
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Mar 10th
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February 2010
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January 2010
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i like how girls have breasts. somehow it offsets some of the miserable stuff that clunks around in the world from day to day.
Jan 29th
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Jan 10th
magical bullshit.
hey, i get it. I like vagina. i really really like vagina. and like the guy above so elegantly (bullshit) put it, I’d like to see her vagina. thats how we men roll. we can’t explain it ourselves. we want to see everyone’s vagina. all of them. but, that’s one thing. another thing altogether is to imbue some unknown vagina with magical powers. to suggest that just by...
Jan 7th
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Jan 1st
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December 2009
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growing, dying.
photo: (c) 2004-2010 i.m. ruzz’ favorite sin model: eddie i once loved girls as young man loves girls. breasts, asses, wet thighs. girl crazy. consumable bits of flesh. thrills. unquenchable male desire. this sat with me all the days of my too young marriage like a rock. i carried it with me; a physical burden between me and substance. i believed, then, once i hit a more reasoned age,...
Dec 29th
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November 2009
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Nov 17th
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Nov 17th
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Nov 16th
wait (on) for me - a summary.
photo: (c) 2009 carmina foto (www.carminafoto.com) walking through the bar and catching the eye of a beautiful girl at nearly every table. the good fortune of tables of beauty. the good fortune of a moment of quiet in the storm of nightlife. all the possibilities that momentarily exist. middle aged women busting out of tight shirts. love handles and protruding bellies. bits of hips creeping...
Nov 9th
xy
do you ever stop for a second and think how completely arbitrary it was that you became a woman, or a man? A large part of who we think we are is tied to our sex and yet it could have just as easily been other. It’s fascinating to me so many people believe in the soul (I don’t) and yet are so deeply enmeshed in their sexuality. This seems paradoxical to me. Either you at heart are a...
Nov 2nd
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Nov 1st
October 2009
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Oct 29th
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always working on a suicide note (a prologue)
they would come out from the dark and get her. they would come out from the dark and get her to do the thing she loved(hated) the most. they would come out and find her hands and pin them to the cold, white porcelin. they would pollute her sharp mind. they would bounce their fingers against hollowing rib bones. they would find those bones that nearly always hid behind the soft nurture of her...
Oct 29th