She hugs me. It's tentative at first, a little scared, and yes, a little repulsed, but then she melts into it. She rests her head against my cold neck and embraces me. Unable to believer what's happening, I put my arm around her and just hold her.
I almost swear I can feel my heart thumping. But it must just be hers, pressed tightly against my chest.
Tags: zombies post-apocalyptic warm-bodies
I don't know... there's something kind of beautiful about it, don't you think? That we keep living and growing even though our world is a corpse? That we keep coming back no matter how many of us die?
Isaac MarionTags: warm-bodies isaac-marion julie-grigio
I feel the flatline of my existence disrupting, forming heartbeat hills and valleys
Isaac MarionTags: zombies warm-bodies
All the shitty stuff people do to themselves... it can all be the same thing, you know? Just a way to drown out your own voice. To kill your memories without having to kill yourself.
Isaac MarionTags: self-deprecation living-dead warm-bodies isaac-marion
Memories you capture on purpose are always more vivid than the ones you pick up by accident.
Isaac MarionTags: warm-bodies
Why is it beautiful that humanity keeps coming back? So does herpes.
Isaac MarionTags: humanity funny nora zombie-apocalypse warm-bodies
I don't want to hear music, I don't want the sunrise to be pink. The world is a liar. Its ugliness is overwhelming; the scraps of beauty make it worse.
Isaac MarionTags: zombie-apocalypse perry warm-bodies
Everything dies eventually. We all know that. People, cities, whole civilizations. Nothing lasts. So if existence was just binary, dead or alive, here or not here, what would be the fucking point in anything? My mom used to say that's why we have memory. And the opposite of memory - hope. So things that are gone can still matter. So we can build off our pasts and make futures.
Isaac MarionTags: inspirational hope julie zombie-apocalypse warm-bodies
I'd like to sit down with him and pick his brain, just a tiny bite somewhere in the frontal lobe to get a taste of his thoughts" -Warm Bodies
Isaac MarionTags: funny zombies warm-bodies
You have known, O Gilgamesh,
What interests me,
To drink from the Well of Immortality.
Which means to make the dead
Rise from their graves
And the prisoners from their cells
The sinners from their sins.
I think love's kiss kills our heart of flesh.
It is the only way to eternal life,
Which should be unbearable if lived
Among the dying flowers
And the shrieking farewells
Of the overstretched arms of our spoiled hopes.
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