Remember the apps everyone swore they’d use forever? Platforms die. Friendships don’t have to.

Whatever everyone is on right now will eventually empty out, and friendships built entirely inside it tend to leave with it. The connection was real; the container was rented. People lose each other not because the caring stopped but because the shared room closed and nobody had a phone number.

Pick three people you only talk to in one place and move that somewhere sturdier. A number, a standing plan, a habit of actually calling. One message now saves a whole friendship you would otherwise lose to a company deciding something in a meeting you will never hear about.