There, I said it: I'm a Lomosexual.

I knew after my first time. The illicit rush of that beautiful "accident," mysteriously sweet and so one-of-a-kind. The blurring of the line just felt so right. The freedom to over-expose among those in the club, and the pride I discovered in a rainbow of colors. No need to spy or be spied on as history once had it. Just embrace my difference and invent my own "picture perfect".