Mood: betrayed
She sits in the corner, singing herself to sleep, wrapped around in promises that no one seems to keep.
posted by hatecrime at 1/04/2006 04:43:00 PM
They lied to us.this was supposed to be the future... where is my jetpack? where is my robotic companion? where is my dinner in pill form? where is my hydrogen fueled automobile? where is my nuclear powered levitating house? where is my cure for this disease?
posted by hatecrime at 1/04/2006 04:43:00 PM
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