I shrug it off so much but like this is fucked, you know, when I signed my first film deal with good vibes I signed a written memo that said I could sell the films on courtneytrouble.com so I signed the contract and did all the work and was on food stamps, getting paid enough to make rent and nothing else during that time. This isn’t a complaint about good vibes, they did everything right and our contracts were great. But in order to honor them, I had to give up getting paid when PAY PAL decided that I was banned for life and couldn’t sell anything though my own site. It stopped me from being able to make any money off the films I had made for them, outside hoping people would join my websites. Until I learned how to build stores. now I have a store on courtneytrouble.com that takes its own credit cards and my good vibes work can sit alongside my new work and everything abides by the agreements I strive to keep. For the first time ever, my work is all available for download in one place. You can get the entire seven minutes in heaven compilation. You can get lesbian curves and bordello, you can own every scene I’ve ever released. You can download my first film, Roulette, that I made new copy of just for this project. The soundtrack by Erase Errata and the call to BRING BACK ART are brighter and bolder than they were the first time around – which exhibits some fascinating timing on my part. I nearly forgot that this summer was the 10th anniversary of my first film. And here we are.

I have shrugged off too much when it comes to casually accepting the ways in which banks and the government have fucked me over. Lately if feels even more important that I shrug off certain conversations on social media about censorship and shadowbanning. Even talking about it gets you shadowbanned.

I’ve been feeling post-apocalyptic and that makes me horny.

Do do porn sales.