Tinder

Leo: You should try it, it's convenient.
Me: Excuse me?
Leo: An everyone you want to chat to at your disposal sort of thing...
Me: For fuck's sake Leo!
Leo: What?
Me: Love is not convenient -- you of all people should know that!
Leo: Yes, but...
Me: No, no buts, I don't want to hear it. You know what love does? You know what love is? Love is fucking heartless, love kills you, it drives you mad, it sickens you to the core. Love is not easy or shallow or convenient. Love will rip the heart out of your chest in one single swift motion, no questions asked. Love leaves you broken and breathless and unable to stand on you own two feet. It throws you into a jet-black pit of foul water with walls so slippery there is no way for you to get up. Love is a pit bull with its teeth sunk deeply into your neck -- you beat and beat until the stick breaks, but it still doesn't let go. And all you are left with in the end is absolutely no choice but to move forward, headfirst into it. There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to run, nowhere to go. So don't you give me that bullshit about convenience!!!
Leo:...
Me: Yeah! I'm getting one more drink now, you want one?
Leo: Do I have a choice?
Me: No.
Leo: Didn't think so.

Frank Turner – Peggy Sang The Blues