I'm a type of joint where you might feel a twinge. Also a dating site where I hope you don't cringe. Spend to much time on that app, and call it a binge. The answer should open up to you on a blank.

I spin without walking, sing without a mouth. I keep what you said, and also what you played. I can be broken, beaten, or set straight, stored on shelves or chased in a race.

A skyward dance with gentle grace, a fabric bloom in open space. Falling slow from heights unseen, a safety net in colors keen.

I can speak, but i don't have a mouth. I can hear without ears. I have no body, but wind makes me alive. What am I?

I'm a robot, although i don't exist in a physical form. Lots of people use me, including you. You see me when you refresh. I'm in the gang with a face on a book and a instant gram. Who am I?