graffiti.
a life-sharing app with no ads, no algorithms,
no propaganda, and no billionaire CEO.
I literally just wanted to share photos with my friends without being psychologically manipulated by a trillion-dollar corporation. That's it. That was the bar. And somehow every single app on the planet failed to clear it. So I made my own because apparently that's easier than finding one that doesn't suck.
takes like 4 minutes. no credit card to start.
share your life with
people you actually know and actually like.
Photos, collages, doodles, words, ticket stubs — whatever you want. Put them together into books. It's your life, make it messy, make it cute, make it weird. Nobody's grading you.
Send a book to your family, your college friends, your travel group, your partner. They don't need an account. They don't need to download anything. You just send them the link.
Your friends can flip through, leave comments, draw on your pages like signing a yearbook, and react with emojis. It's the digital equivalent of writing on your friend's cast.
It's basically the parts of social media that didn't make you want to throw your phone into the ocean. That's the whole app. No feed algorithm deciding what you deserve to see today. No likes counter giving you a dopamine disorder. No strangers. No influencers. No one trying to sell you a $47 ebook about passive income.
you make Facebook $13.12 a year.
That's it. That's what your attention, your data, your relationships, your mental health, your political opinions, and your face are worth to them.
Thirteen dollars. And instead of just asking you for it like a normal business, they decided to build a surveillance empire, sell your personal information to literally anyone with a credit card, let foreign governments run psyops targeting your mom, give teenagers eating disorders on purpose — they had the research, they saw it, they did it anyway — and hire teams of behavioral psychologists to make the app as addictive as a slot machine so you'd keep scrolling at 2am on a Tuesday feeling bad about yourself.
All of that. For thirteen dollars.
Did it ever occur to them to just… ask?
Can we have $13.12? Please? In exchange you get an app that doesn't spy on you, doesn't sell you, and doesn't make you feel like garbage about your own life.
covers servers & APIs. that's it. nobody here is buying a ranch.
stupidly simple
“I wanted to keep sharing my life with my friends. I just didn't want to be the product anymore.”
the graffiti rodeo manifestoEvery social media app started with the same pitch: “share stuff with your friends!” Cute! Wholesome! And then the venture capitalists showed up and suddenly it was “share stuff with your friends and also here's an ad between every third post and also we sold your location data to a data broker in Florida and also your uncle got radicalized by the algorithm and also you need to pay for a monthly subscription to prove you're a real person on the app you've been using for free for twelve years.”
Graffiti Rodeo is what happens when you skip the VC meeting and just make the app that should have existed this whole time.
every book tells a story
stuff we will literally never do
“what if social media was just… nice?”
No engagement tricks. No dark patterns. No “are you sure you want to leave?” popups. No reason to feel worse after using it than before. Just a place to make something cute and share it with the people who actually matter to you.