Kevin James Moore Quotes

Nobody actually ever does this—escaping through a window.

Trees were made of vibrant green leaves sitting on the shoulders of shy green leaves too embarrassed to show themselves.

Her honey-blonde hair is strewn across her face as she sways her head. She’s working a red sequined bikini separated by a tan, flat stomach, and a butterfly tattoo resting on her left hip. Her legs are clad in black fishnets that run into a pair of white-heeled boots—still a knockout.

The foolishness of chasing the moon ached my heart. I was stuck between the moon and the shore and surrounded by an empty sea.