Dear Daisy,

Don’t be mad…I did it. I exploded. I yelled at them about how much they made you cry and how they were acting fake. I may have fucked up again. I punched one.  She was laughing about your death when I exploded. She sat there…and laughed over your death. Anger took over me. I know you don’t care what others say. But I do. I know you would be disappointed but you weren’t here to hold be back so I partially blame you for this. 

Love,

Kai