Brat Farrar (bratfarrar) wrote,
Brat Farrar

an open letter to the month of april

April, sweetheart, I know that you're at that stage where you're trying to figure out who you are and where you fit in, and I understand that February is kind of cute, in that emo-gothboy kind of way, but really. There's no need to try to be like him. We love you just the way you are. Honest. We're ready for warm weather and flowers and rain that's cheerful instead of depressing. Just be yourself, and I guarantee everyone will like you much more than if you keep flirting with below-freezing temperatures and the kind of damp that sort of curls up in your joints and refuses to leave.

Think about it, would you?


Tags: weather

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