Oi, cnts... Yeah. I knew that would get your attention. Relax. If you're looking for hope, you're in the wrong place. I don't even know why you clicked on this. I didn't invite you. But here you are. So congrats-you're stuck. I'm Isaiah. I overthink everything, I joke through stuff I probably shouldn't, and yeah... girls wanna fuck me, boys wanna be me. By the end, you'll probably want a piece of me too. Maybe. Or hate me. Depends on how lucky you feel. This isn't about fixing shit. It's about surviving it. Friends fuck up, I clean it up, and we all pretend we're fine because actually dealing with life? Nah. Parties turn into problems. Problems turn into secrets. Secrets turn into things you only say when it's already too late. Read it. Don't read it. I don't care. I'm not your dad .Just don't act surprised when it hits a little too close.

Dennis Whitaker keeps finding himself under the watchful eyes of his older attending, he can't keep himself calm when he feels he's being watched, especially when said attending keeps finding ways to put hands on him..