Movie: Warm bodies (Warm Bodies)

Oh, My God. These guys are called Skeletons. We don't really bother. Skeletons devour those who have heart beats. I also guzzle, but I'm not happy. Sooner or later we all will be. At some point you just give up, lose hope, and then there is no way back.
I do not want to. I'm lonely. Lost. I was lost in the truest sense: I've never been to this part of the airport.
I wonder: these guys are lost, too. They wander here without meaning and purpose? They feel trapped? Want something more? Am I the only one?

Here's a typical day for me: I wander here and there, from time to time bumping into people, unable to apologize or say something.
How was it better before when everyone could Express themselves, Express their feelings and in General, all enjoyed each other's company.

You are right to want change is the first step. But the second one is to achieve them.

But all is good in the beginning of scary, right?

Better to feel nothing than to suffer all through life.

He's still dead, but heart beating again.

Cold body, warm heart.
Cold body, warm heart.