Every cell is torn to shreds, my bones are crumbled into dust, my skull is full of ash. But my body keeps moving and no one doubts the facade of untouched flesh I use to cloak the chaos
Don’t you know it’s gonna be alright
It’s kiss or kill.
Exene Cervenka . This has been my most popular post here on Tumblr thus far. Glad so many of you like it!
Lydia Lunch, photographed by Roy Tee, 1984