I love New York City. It'd be nice to feel rich and famous all the time. To have people opening doors for me. Riding in limos. People offering me drinks on a tray and bowing after I take one. My uncle is so rich. If I had asked for liquor they would have given it to me, even though I'm underage, just because they want to kiss my uncle's ass. I love the lights. I want to live fast. I want culture and art and romance in my life. I really hope I make it. I don't have to be rich. I just want to be able to live where I want to live and do something I love. For some reason I have faith in myself. I think it's because I knew what I wanted to do when I was 6 years old, and now I'm going to do it. I didn't really know what it meant to say, "I want to be an artist when I grow up", and I'm sure I changed my mind a few times along the way, but only because I thought I wasn't being practical. But now it doesn't matter. I'm going to do it because I love it. I'm pretty sure that's becoming my new motto. I do the things I do because I love them. And I don't care.