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nienawidzę pytania "co u ciebie". no nienawidzę i już. 

niezbadane są ścieżki wirtualu

brezent do brezentu...............

...........i prezent do prezentu,
actom na pohybel symbolicznie obrobiony:

I got a fast car
And You want a ticket to go anywhere
Maybe we make a deal
Maybe together we can get somewhere
Anyplace is better
Starting from zero got nothing to lose
Maybe we'll make something
But me myself I got nothing to prove

I got a fast car
And You got a plan to get us out of here
You been working at the convenience store
Managed to save just a little bit of money
We won't have to drive too far
Just 'cross the border and into the city
You and I can both get jobs
And finally see what it means to be living

You see my old man's got a problem
He live with the bottle that's the way it is
He says his body's too old for working
I say his body's too young to look like his
My mama went off and left him
She wanted more from life than he could give
I said somebody's got to take care of him

So I quit school and that's what I did

I got a fast car
But is it fast enough so we can fly away
We gotta make a decision
We leave tonight or live and die this way

I remember we were driving driving in my car
The speed so fast I felt like I was drunk
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone

I got a fast car
And we go cruising to entertain ourselves
I still ain't got a job
And You work in a market as a checkout girl
You know things will get better
I'll find work and You'll get promoted
We'll move out of the shelter
Buy a big house and live in the suburbs

I got a fast car
And You got a job that pays all our bills
You  stay out drinking late at the bar
See more of my friends than I do of my kids
I'd always hoped for better
Thought maybe together you and me would find it
I got no plans I ain't going nowhere
So take my fast car and keep on driving

I got a fast car
But is it fast enough so I can fly away
You gotta make a decision
I leave tonight or live and die this way

oto jestem

"Do oddziału są przyjmowani chorzy również z całego kraju, którzy nastręczają trudności diagnostyczne lub są problemem terapeutycznym" - przeczytałam w publikacji poświęconej historii IPiN. I tak mi się coś wydaje, że dopóki lekarze będą myśleć takimi słowami, dopóty nie będzie dobrego leczenia. Ale może ktoś kiedyś wyleczy problem terapeutyczny z jego paranoi i wtedy problem przestanie się czepiać. I smucić, i bać, i w ogóle będzie różowo.