I have this term I use to describe certain people. I call it “leaking.”
It basically applies to the “freaks”, the social outcasts
people who are not the norm, who do not follow the popular
path. You know that old cliché, “march to the beat of a different drummer?”
Those guys.
I personally am a fan of these types of people. Usually, they
are very open-minded, and have such interesting views
on absolutely everything. I even go so far as to consider
myself one of them. I just have one small problem.
These people that I like, and constantly seek out as friends
judge me. You see, I am a nice, cute little blonde girl, and
when these “freaks” see me, they instantly put me in the
category of stuck up blonde snob. Which really sucks. Although
I consider myself a “freak” (can I stop using the quotes
now? thanks), I do not look like one at all! Whereas all the
other freaks (or at least most of them) show it on the outside.
And so we come to the origins of the term “leaking.” Here’s the
theory: With people who “leak”, all of their twisted thoughts,
oddness, and downright freakiness “leaks” out onto their
outer appearance. With people who don’t leak, they are still
just as twisted on the inside, but none of it seeps through into
their clothing, hairstyle choices, makeup, or accessories.
And then there are the third types, who are the worst. These
people do not leak at all. They can’t. They have nothing on the
inside to leak out. Their thoughts are all someone else’s.
These are the people who dress like freaks; they talk
the talk, but don’t walk the walk. They buy into the
whole freak thing because they think it’s cool, or it’s
trendy. But what is in their head? Nothing. Nothing
that is their own, at least. They are not freaks. They are not
twisted. They disgust me. These non-leakers appear to leak
because they rub up against the real leakers, and get their
excess leakiness all over themselves. I mean that figuratively
and literally. They steal their ideas, their sayings, things
that make them “them.” These are icky people.
Stay away from them.
So that is the concept of leakiness. So if my phrase ever
catches on, and you hear it used sometime in the future, please
do not ask the speaker if they’re talking about periods!
God, how I hate that!