Gloria: I'm in big city to make art and be a poet...In But, so far lattes are my only way to show it...

Libby: It's hard to overcome the smallest mental hurdle...I'm on Vay-cay worried sick for my pet turtle...

Candice: Wish, that I could say that I'm feeling well-adjusted...Instead, I'm panicking..My brothers can't get busted...

Marcy: Deep down...I fear that with my friends I've been a liar (in Marcy's thought: Sasha: Wait what?... it fades away) On top of that my cape is currently on fir