I want to be a dad. I want to hold my kids up and kiss their tummies, blow raspberries on their little belly buttons, let them giggle and tell me to stop. I want their faces to light up every time I make dinner or bake sweets for them, and for their smiles to be the light on even the darkest of days. I want to protect them with my life and spoil them rotten at the same time, just to see them smile. I want to laugh at my sons when they get thier first b**** and hold my daughters close when they go through their first heartbreak. I want to tell stories that are completely made up about Santa and the Tooth fairy and I want to watch their faces light up with joy when they find christmas presents under the tree and money under their pillows. I want them to smile every time they come home in their older years, for us to joke about the old times and to tell them embarrassing stories about how they were as kids. I want them to laugh abd smile and for them to never go through anything bad. I want to send them off to college with the both of us in tears, and for us to share family movie weekends when they have the time. I want to guide them to be good adults and even better people. I just want to be strong for someone for once in my life, to give them the love and care they deserve. Thing is I’m a teenage girl without any redeeming qualities other than the fact that I love children and want to be a single father.

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