The only thing I demand myself to obtain when I move out is a huge bathtub. Its a thing I deeply desire, but never had while growing up. My savings will firstly be spent on this, while food, a bed, a frige and all that stuff comes in second row. I dont care. I want my huge bathtub and my grand piano and be fabulous like this girl all the time. 

Listen to this by the way: Motion Picture, Billow. It's really good.