Sometimes I feel like those poor weeds. Since no one knows my real name and no one cares to learn what it is, then the assumption is, I must be of no worth and can easily be dismissed. Attention all weeds: We must unite and rebel.
♥STILE. 'There was a crooked man, and he walked a crooked mile. He found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile. He bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse; and they all live together in a little crooked house!' ~ James Orchard Halliwell ~ k