Oh dear indeed.

Bollocks and arse. I'm in a tizz. I miss being a tart and being able to snog people whenever, but I also don't particularly want to go back to that state of drifting, and feeling that women are wary of me! Damn those prowling pheromones!
I really miss the thrill of the chase however...oh what shall I do what shall I do. I might have to make a decision this time for a change. My girlfriend is also dead nice, but my feelings get in the way of me enjoying our company now. Maybe if we were just friends, we could get back to the old ways of long, fun conversations.