The Milton Scribe

Today is [my friend]’s birthday! I think we could end up doing something, but he seems to have other things going on, which sucks but I suppose that is part of what it means to be alive in the world : to lose our friends to their new lives [I am indeed a culprit of such an instance ♡]. I miss some of my friends sometimes. Looking back, 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂 𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂 𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃 𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂 𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀 𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂 𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁 𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃 𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀 𝄁𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃 𝄂𝄂𝄃𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀. I can’t even think of anyone along their lines, & go figure they’re all way more successful than me. I wonder what they’d say if they knew I currently have $𝄃𝄃𝄂𝄂𝄀𝄁𝄃 to my name.