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"Falling in love feels like falling asleep, cozy and warm. My love for you will never stop, not even when all the stars in the universe burn out."
"We won't be alive then dumbass."
"The one time I channel my inner Flo she shuts me down? I see how it is."
"Wait - you wrote that?"
"Yeah, I wrote that - you've made me write lots of things recently Flo, in-fact there's something I've been meaning to say - "
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•Florence Raymont
When people ask me what I do - I say a freelance photographer because technically that's what I am... if Freelance means one job every month or whatever - yeah. If it doesn't, then I guess I'm freelancing life and photography on the side? Honestly, I'm freelancing everything at this point. Guess that's why I've started this blog.
When people ask me for my ideal guy, I always say Willem from the 'Just one day series' (highly recommended!) because wow, he spent ONE day with her and didn't stop looking for her.
I mean look I won't spoil it but that to me is true love. Boys that send you songs that remind them of you, ones that say "I can fight" instead of "you're not wearing that" because that's not my kinda guy AT ALL. No guy is my kinda guy round here, they don't care like the book boys, guess that's cause they're fake though right? Men written by woman. (Mainly!!!)
I love to bake, read and write - I wanna learn the guitar too but I'm pretty stuck on cash right now after buying all my new photography equipment. LOL I'm screwed.
If anyone's looking for a photographer pls email me - or message me on here whatevers!!
fraymont@gmail.com
(Obviously not a real email)
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"Tallulah?!" I come rushing out of my room.
"What's up? Look if you're gonna ask me how we're already out of Fanta I told you, Jack came round last night and - "
"No no, for once I don't even care about you and your bloody boyfriend, I just got a job? Someone just HIRED ME??"
"WHAT? Who??" She comes rushing towards me grabbing my shoulders.
"I didn't really look, I just saw the email that said.."
I race into the living room lulu following me, flipping open my laptop and turn it on.
"Come on, come on. Don't have all day." I sigh.
Finally!
I start typing in my password and pulling up my emails. Blah blah ...
"Hold on, THE BLAKE? AS IN ROCKSTAR BLAKE? The MODEL Blake?" Lulu jumps up looking at me as if I'm supposed to know who that is.
"Who?"
She pulls her phone out of her Jean pockets and starts typing away on google.
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12 MONTHS
Teen FictionONGOING! <3 When overly confident, heartthrob and award winning Blake meets independent, goal driven Florence he thinks she'll be another girl to tick off on his list. Only issue? She's not interested (or so it seems). Not one bit. And of course...
