What a Cunt Looks Like

Photographer: Kelly Geraty.

There are two things you must do.

Firstly, you will not view these women as sexual objects. They are creatures of power and kindness and vices.

Secondly, you will keep this in mind: these women, in various ways, are showcasing their biggest strength through their greatest weakness. As cunts, they’re not afraid to be proud, to be weak, to be beautiful, to be humble. They’ve accepted that their graces and their flaws help create them into the magnificent cunts they are.

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“Over time, I have realized that I’m very much independent, on my own. No club, organization, stereotype, association, or group can even come close to defining my as an individual. Ever.”

“Come rain or shine, anxiety or depression, I get up every morning to be strong like an Amazon.”

“I care about myself! I listen to myself! I speak my truth! I will not submit! Therefore, I am a cunt!”

“I am 6 feet tall, I have a huge ass, and always frizzy hair. But despite my insecurities, I like me.”

“No matter how much I give myself to my job, my client, my family, or my friends, I always persevere.”

“I am not one that is flawless but my flaws complete me.”

“My flaws make me beautiful, my pain makes me strong. I stand behind a camera to make others see their beauty. I will not get behind it to hide my own.”

“Telling you about my writing scares me and leaves me vulnerable. But it’s so ingrained in my person and how I operate that it would be an insult to my identity to not celebrate it.”

“I am a strong, independent woman who is also organized. I am good with time management. I’ve worked since I was sixteen years old. All I’ve ever known is the hectic life, when all I really want to do is to sketch my life away.”

“I’m a cunt because I have remarkable strength and resiliency, much like the body part in question. I never thought that in 2012 it would be harder to be a woman than it was a decade ago, but that seems to be where we find ourselves. A cunt is a woman who is proud of her unique existence and owns her idiosyncrasies. Expectations for women frequently set impossible standards and stigmatize words like “slut.” I do not care if somebody calls me a slut–it’s rooted in the notion that there are acceptable/unacceptable expressions of sexuality. A cunt rejects that notion and is unapologetic for her femaleness. For a long time, I struggled with the self-loathing that societal expectations of femininity prompted within me. I no longer feel that way. I would not change who I am. I embrace my positive qualities and am coming to terms with my negative qualities. I am me, I am a cunt, and I am proud of it.”

You better watch what we do, how we live. Because we’re setting the precedent.

Pay attention.