Ask me anything   My name's Rebecca Tillett and I love to design things and shoot things. I also love to clean and organize and shop and decorate and watch movies that make me cry. Time is an unparalleled commodity to me which makes it hard to accept that it's always slipping away. This is reflected in many of my photos. It's the only way I know how to capture it. I've been romantically loved and have loved unconditionally for almost 14 years. I feel like I've won some kind of lottery. I think my life was hard in the beginning simply so I'd fully appreciate what it is now.

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(105//365) Two weeks today that Frodo’s been gone and I stumbled across this photo this morning that Adam texted me 3 days before he died with the caption “Find the Baggins!”

(105//365) Two weeks today that Frodo’s been gone and I stumbled across this photo this morning that Adam texted me 3 days before he died with the caption “Find the Baggins!”

— 10 hours ago
(104//365) This is what a press check at Publication Printers looks like…5 hours and counting.

(104//365) This is what a press check at Publication Printers looks like…5 hours and counting.

— 1 day ago
(103//365) “I am no poet. I do not love words for the sake of words. I love words for what they can accomplish. Similarly, I am no arithmetician. Numbers that speak only of numbers are of little interest to me.”
-Patrick Rothfuss

(103//365) “I am no poet. I do not love words for the sake of words. I love words for what they can accomplish. Similarly, I am no arithmetician. Numbers that speak only of numbers are of little interest to me.”
-Patrick Rothfuss

— 1 day ago
(102//365) “All I can say is what you already know: some days are treasure. Not many, but I think in almost every life there are a few. That was one of mine, and when I’m blue - when life comes down on me and everything looks tawdry and cheap, the way Joyland Avenue did on a rainy day - I go back to it, if only to remind myself that life isn’t always a butcher’s game. Sometimes the prizes are real. Sometimes they’re
precious.” —Stephen King

(102//365) “All I can say is what you already know: some days are treasure. Not many, but I think in almost every life there are a few. That was one of mine, and when I’m blue - when life comes down on me and everything looks tawdry and cheap, the way Joyland Avenue did on a rainy day - I go back to it, if only to remind myself that life isn’t always a butcher’s game. Sometimes the prizes are real. Sometimes they’re
precious.” —Stephen King

— 3 days ago
(100/365) “For just one night let’s not be Co-workers. Let’s be Co-people.” -Ron Burgundy

(100/365) “For just one night let’s not be Co-workers. Let’s be Co-people.” -Ron Burgundy

— 4 days ago
(99//365) Siblings Day, huh? Damn. Cousins are close enough, right? This particularly beautiful one will be visiting me in SIX days (!!!)
#throwbackthursday #365

(99//365) Siblings Day, huh? Damn. Cousins are close enough, right? This particularly beautiful one will be visiting me in SIX days (!!!)
#throwbackthursday #365

— 6 days ago
#365  #throwbackthursday 
(98//365) Everything dead is reborn and the transition is startling. Instantly stagnant blood is coursing through me, my heart is beating with purpose and my entire body feels like a sponge. Every year the winters feel longer and more perforating and death seems to last forever. But I’m alive. Sometimes a little warm sunshine on my skin is enough of a reminder.

(98//365) Everything dead is reborn and the transition is startling. Instantly stagnant blood is coursing through me, my heart is beating with purpose and my entire body feels like a sponge. Every year the winters feel longer and more perforating and death seems to last forever. But I’m alive. Sometimes a little warm sunshine on my skin is enough of a reminder.

— 1 week ago
(97//365) Baby, don’t you leave me. Don’t you break my heart.

(97//365) Baby, don’t you leave me. Don’t you break my heart.

— 1 week ago
(95//365) “What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” -Jack Kerouac

(95//365) “What is that feeling when you’re driving away from people and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? - it’s the too-huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.” -Jack Kerouac

— 1 week ago
(94//365) Thoughtful friends. <3

(94//365) Thoughtful friends. <3

— 1 week ago
(93//365) If at the conclusion of your long but swift lifetime, your heart can&#8217;t be used as a sieve, you haven&#8217;t loved; you haven&#8217;t lived.

(93//365) If at the conclusion of your long but swift lifetime, your heart can’t be used as a sieve, you haven’t loved; you haven’t lived.

— 1 week ago
(92//365)
I just learned from Adam that our kitty Frodo has passed away. He was only a little over than 12 years old. It looks like the cause was suffocation due to choking sometime in the night.

We adopted Frodo in the Spring of 2002 from the Doña Ana Humane Society, where I was working at the time. He was the first and only kitten to be picked up by animal control for the season and he was alone, scared, sitting in a ball at the back of the cage and extremely timid. I still remember calling Adam and convincing him that we absolutely needed a kitty and Adam reluctant but eventually agreeing.

Baggins, as we more often called him, was the coolest cat. He was friendly and sociable. He fetched and we always joked that his meow sounded like Bea Arthur. He had more personality than any other cat I&#8217;ve known. Over the years he and Adam developed a strong bond (I had adopted Blue a few months after Frodo so he&#8217;d have a friend but each kitty seemed to gravitate more toward each of us instead of each other) so much so that Frodo started sensing when Adam was planning a trip out of town and developed some sort of separation anxiety. The two became inseparable. 

I have so many funny and heartwarming stories about this cat. He made all 5 apartments and houses he shared with us over the last 12 years a home and I&#8217;m completely devastated by this news.

Please send your love, positive vibes and condolences to Adam. He can&#8217;t seem to catch a break these days.

(92//365)
I just learned from Adam that our kitty Frodo has passed away. He was only a little over than 12 years old. It looks like the cause was suffocation due to choking sometime in the night.

We adopted Frodo in the Spring of 2002 from the Doña Ana Humane Society, where I was working at the time. He was the first and only kitten to be picked up by animal control for the season and he was alone, scared, sitting in a ball at the back of the cage and extremely timid. I still remember calling Adam and convincing him that we absolutely needed a kitty and Adam reluctant but eventually agreeing.

Baggins, as we more often called him, was the coolest cat. He was friendly and sociable. He fetched and we always joked that his meow sounded like Bea Arthur. He had more personality than any other cat I’ve known. Over the years he and Adam developed a strong bond (I had adopted Blue a few months after Frodo so he’d have a friend but each kitty seemed to gravitate more toward each of us instead of each other) so much so that Frodo started sensing when Adam was planning a trip out of town and developed some sort of separation anxiety. The two became inseparable.

I have so many funny and heartwarming stories about this cat. He made all 5 apartments and houses he shared with us over the last 12 years a home and I’m completely devastated by this news.

Please send your love, positive vibes and condolences to Adam. He can’t seem to catch a break these days.

— 2 weeks ago