My best friend was a junky and a whore. I don't mean whore in the derogatory way, I mean in the "has sex in exchange for money an/or drugs," sort of way. She has overdosed, had her jaw broken, been to prison, met a slew of famous people, and now counsels people on AIDs prevention and awareness.
One day we were talking and she said to me, "You know what I am the most afraid of?"
I shrugged, "Being in a car inside a ferry that is sinking? When we read that article in the paper,you told me once that the whole idea of knowing you were dying while the air slowly ran out scared the shit out of you."
"No, not that. What scares me more than death or dying, or getting the crap kicked out of me is being mediocre. I don't want to be average."
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