I wanna be famous because I want to be remembered. Life is short, and the thought of living and dying without leaving a mark terrifies me. I refuse to be a blip on the timeline of history! I want to create art that lasts beyond me, songs that people sing long after I’m gone, performances that move people to tears—or at least mild sniffles.

Fame isn’t just recognition; it’s immortality. One day, a hundred years from now, I want a kid to stumble across my work and feel something so deeply that they forget to check their phone for five whole minutes. That, to me, is true success. Also, let’s be honest, I really just want to walk into a Starbucks, say my name, and have them actually spell it correctly without me having to spell it out five times. That’s the real dream.