If one continues it too far into adulthood, though, you wind up like Sven Bianchi.
It occurs to me that I have known ones who ended up like Sven, or like this guy.
The years drifted over like clouds in the heavens.
The ladies went by me like snow on the wind.
I charmed and I cheated, deceived and dissembled,
And I sinned and I sinned and I sinned and I sinned.
But I said to myself, "Ah, they none of them see
There's part of me pure as the whisk of a wave.
My lady is late but she'll find I've been faithful,
And I'll know when I love by the way I behave."
At last came a lady both knowing and tender,
Saying "You're not at all what they take you to be."
I betrayed her before she had quite finished speaking,
And she swallowed cold poison and jumped in the sea.
And I say to myself when there's time for a word,
As I gracefully grow more debauched and depraved,
"Ah, love may be strong, but a habit is stronger,
And I knew when I loved by the way I behaved."
-- Peter Beagle
However, I have known just as many to come out like Tai, deeply experienced at managing affairs of the heart and with an awesome A game.