To be completely honest;

I want babies of my own, and am not dissuaded by the children that I teach. I hate that I get a little jelly whenever I see mothers with their offspring, and want the same thing. Times like these make me wish fertile coin-operated boys existed. He'd stfu and give me what I want. The world is ending. The clock ticks on. I cannot believe that the urge within me is this strong (partial rhyming thoroughly unintentional).