Robots Make Me Cry, Apparently.

Jun 27, 2008 I Roads? Where We're Going We Don't Need Roads..

As a wannabe artist, walking out of a fresh, shiny, new Pixar film leaves you with a cornucopia of conflicting emotions including child-like glee, a naive hope and optimism, biting self-loathing, feelings of inadequacy, and a strange urging desire to run home as fast as you can and draw the most inane objects like refrigerators and gas pumps because holy crap did they look awesome and interesting in the movie.

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