Failure keeps you humble, and humility keeps you grounded. I fail at so many things im rooted to the ground. But at least, im humble. and at least im kind. ... most of the time.

If this moment had ending credits, I would play this song to them. its such a pretty song.
"well it kinds of hurts when the kind of words you say,
kind of turn themselves into blades,
and kind and courteous is a life ive heard
but its nice to say that we played in the dirt oh dear,
cause here we are, here we are.
here we are
were still here,
what a beautiful mess this is.
its like taking a guess when the only answer is yes.
THrough timeless words, and priceless pictures
well fly like birds, out of this earth
and tides they turn, and hearts disfigure,
but thats no concern when were wounded together. "
-jason mraz, a beautiful mes-