Every account you've ever touched is a thread. A follow you forgot to mean. A like you can't remember giving. A reply that kept someone close for a year. They're all still tied to you, somewhere under the feed, in a file most people never open.
The archive is just JSON and folders and timestamps. It feels like homework. But it's the only map of every string you've ever pulled — and the ones you cut, hoping nobody noticed.
The numbers stop being numbers. They become patterns.
Who you message every day. Who you stopped replying to. The people who follow you and never say a word. The ones you unfollowed and never looked back at. The people still holding on that you left dangling.
Some strings are tight — you talk all the time. Some hang loose — you scroll, you forget. LMKFR doesn't care about follower counts. It pulls each string from your own data and shows you where the tension really is. Who's holding on. Who let go. Who's been watching you without a word back.
Every string is a choice you made — whether you meant to or not. The message sent at 3:41 AM that meant something once. The person who unfollowed quietly, the way people do. The connection you assumed was there that your data says was never tied at all.
You know who you're tied to now. You've seen who holds on, who let go, who's still there without a word.
But look at all those strings.
Every one of them ends somewhere. Somewhere they all end at the same place — the hand that pulled them.