Porn doesn’t hate school. They’re friends

Let’s talk about everything people who don’t know me want me to do with my life. There are the ones who tell me to go all out, if I’m gonna do it do it right. Go big or go home. No. You’ll never see me do a 50 man gang bang. There are the ones who want me to turn to god, which in my mind is a more morally corrupt path than any gang bang. For that I’d have to close my eyes for an hour. For the god route I’d have to close my eyes for the rest of my life. There are the ones who want me to quit and go to school, and that makes no sense whatsoever. I’m already in school.

I’m where I am because this is where I’m comfortable right now. No more no less. I put thought into it. I know the risks but I also know the rewards and I’m happy with this industry.

I have a theory: If you’ve shot one hardcore film in this day and age you might as well keep shooting. The one is out there. It’s on the internet. It’s downloaded to someone’s computer. Fuck. Your bare ass might be his screensaver. If you ever take a job where your porn history might matter you have two options-look over your shoulder the rest of your career or admit it. I chose to shoot that first film. Why on earth would I stop now? I can go to school. I can travel. I can have wild crazy sex. I can waste my afternoons away blogging on the internet. I can even be smart with my money and not worry about my future. The possibilities are endless.

If I quit porn I’ll only spend more time working for less money in a job I hate to try to get through the same classes I’m already taking. I’m happy right where I am thank you very much.