I wandered the streets for almost three hours tonight - between 11pm and 1.30am - just hoping that some woman would give me the eye.
Well, there was a blonde woman, holding hands with her white male partner, and I was taken aback when she said 'hello' - then we both turned around, and she shouted at me for not replying. But she already had a boy with her. Unless it was her brother.
Maybe I should have gone into one of those nightclub places, but I thought to myself, well I don't know what I thought to myself, but I didn't. It was deadly quiet. I felt like Jesus walking into the desert for forty days, tempted by Satan. But Satan couldn't undo my chastity. Satan is unable to lay his fingers upon me, because the L-rd looks down upon me with favour for some reason.