Monday, July 13, 2009

Maximilian Haidacher please marry me.



New heart throb:


ahh
ahhhhhhhhh
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ahhhhhhhhhhhhh
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his photographs are enough to warrant an entire blog post. fuckit, an entire blog.




MARRY ME PLEASE MAXIMILIAN HAIDACHER. LETS RUN AWAY TO CONSTRUCTION ZONES TOGETHER DEEP IN THE THROWS OF PASSIONATE LOVE.




*no response? *


other photo crushes:



Robert Adams and the American West (2002).






HEY I TOOK ONE LIKE THIS

here it is:

From years ago. although I suppose this type of photo is common

anyway...enough


Tanyth Berkeley "and the special ones"





Juliana Beasley...

these make me want to start shooting people.

with a camera. Not that I could find many of these types of characters In the middle of central Pennsylvania. Eh, maybe I'll hold off till I'm back in Oakland.



When you were a little child, what did you want to be when you grew up? In your dreams… were you a strong fireman, a brilliant doctor, a brave rodeo star or a beautiful princess? Were you the President of the United States or were you the Magnificent Queen of Pony Land? Did you dream big or dream little… where did you want to go, what did you want to see, what did you hope to become? Ah, what a wonderful world… what a joy to have dreams… the birds are singing, the dreams of childhood… the magic of hope, the promise of love.


What does it feel like to be unloved? How does it feel to be the ugly duckling, to be told that you are worthless, to be invisible to others… to be kicked in your face, to be unwanted by most? Where do you go to escape the pain of no love, from parental neglect… how do you escape neglect if you are the neglecter of your self? What is happiness and how does it come to those that are born to fail? Where does it come from? How do you escape from a life in prison if the prison is inside of your self... and if your mind compels you to do what you should not... to do what you don't want to do... what do you do? To be trapped-to be worthless… to fail and collapse… to die yet still be alive.















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