For some reason, people look at me and laugh. I don't know why.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
People laugh at me. Sometimes I know why, and sometimes I don't.
I look at people, and I like to laugh at them.
People look at me and look, but I do not care.
Everywhere I go, somebody is staring at me, I don't know if people are staring because they recognize me or because they think I'm a weirdo.
My problem is people seem to laugh at me, but the one that laughs harder than anybody is me.
I realize I stare at everyone, especially when I'm walking down the street. I'm just a curious person.
When somebody listens and laughs, you're always in better shape than when you're with those folks who just kind of look at you when you say something funny. You wonder if they're looking at you because they're mad that they didn't say it or something. It's hard to handle that.
Some people expect me to be funny all the time, and I'm not necessarily funny all the time.
People don't talk to me the way they would other people. They kind of look at me, but they never come over. It makes me feel like there's something wrong with me.
I've always just wanted people to look at me.