It’s not you, it’s me.

Alternative title: It’s not you, it’s not actually me either. No, it’s some terrible neoliberal, tech intervention that has broken our human hearts.

This is likely the most under researched article that I have ever written, but so disturbed am I by the romance landscape, that I’m here to weigh-in on what seems, from my preliminary research, to be a cooked world for the hopeful lover.

Out there good people, we have added oxygen to a wildfire that has burnt every inch of our heart’s rich vegetation. We…