No importa.

como me recuesto aqui contigo, la vergüenza lo hace con nosotros,
hablamos de amor y confianza, que no importa.

a pesar de que podriamos ser los ultimos en el mundo, nos sentimos como pioneros,
diciendo esperanzas y temores, el uno al otro.

oh, que sentimiento dentro de mi... puede que dure una hora.

las heridas no estan sanando dentro de mi,
apesar de que en este momento todo se siente bien...
se que es solo por ahora.

la sensacion es intensa, me enganchas con tus ojos,
y entonces me doy cuenta... no importa.

Sería tan fácil fingir,

Que te volveré a ver.

I know who you are. I know who you are. I know who you are.

Trevor Reznik

I could corrupt you
In a heartbeat
You think you're so special
Think you're so sweet

What are you trying?
Don't even tempt me
Soon you'll be crying
I wish you'd trapped me

You'll be calling out my name
When you need someone to blame

I could corrupt you
It will be easy
Watching you suffer
Girl, it will please me

I wanna touch you
With my little finger
I know it will crush you
My memory would linger

You'll be crying out in pain
Begging me to play my games

I could corrupt you
It would be ugly
They could sedate you
But what good would drugs be?

But I wouldn't touch you
Put my hands on your hips
It would be too much to
Place my lips on your lips

You'll be calling out my name
Begging me to play my games

The Empire Strikes LOST.

HURLEY: Give it back!

MILES: “Exterior—Hoth. A little spy robot thingy zips through the atmosphere and crashes into the snowy planet below. That's when Chewbacca shows up and blasts it away with his crossbow laser. He shakes his fury fist in the sky in triumph. Chewbacca — Raaar."

HURLEY: It's “furry.” “Furry fist.” I need to spell-check it.

MILES: What the hell is this?

HURLEY: I'm writing Empire Strikes Back.

MILES: Uh... I'm sorry. What?

HURLEY: It's 1977, right? So Star Wars just came out. And pretty soon, George Lucas is gonna be looking for a sequel. I've seen Empire, like, 200 times, so I figured I'd make life easier and send him the script... with a couple improvements.

MILES: That has gotta be the stupidest thing I've ever heard.

HURLEY: Oh, yeah? Well, at least I'm not scared to talk to my own dad.

And later, Empire comes up again, with Hurley describing the film's father-son relationship to Miles:

MILES: My dad didn't leave when I was 10. I—I was a baby. I never knew him. And I don't want to. It's not happening.

HURLEY: That was Luke's attitude, too.

MILES: What?

HURLEY: In Empire, Luke found out Vader was his father, but instead of putting away his lightsaber and talking about it, he overreacted and got his hand cut off.

[Gas cap clinks]

HURLEY: I mean, they worked it out eventually, but at what cost? Another Death Star was destroyed, Boba Fett got eaten by the Sarlacc, and we got the Ewoks. It all could've been avoided if they'd just, you know, communicated. And let's face it. The Ewoks sucked, dude.

Today was a good day to remember :D
Nothing special happend, but i felt special.

Permits day, not much questions... there you go... tnx ^^