People smile at you.
People turn their look when they see you.
You feel uncomfortable.
I am lonely.
I secretly note my friend`s birthdays and special days.
I pick my nose in public.
I am fraid of talking to people.
I talk to myself.
A lot of people. Everyone loves me.
Just a few close friends.
Just me and my bff.
I don`t have friends.
I don`t have patience.
I eat and make loud, strange noises.
I am not confident.
I am not very friendly.
Yes, even people I don`t know well come and ask me things.
No, people avoid me.
Sometimes, it depends on the person.
I don`t get to talk too much with other people.
Only my friends enjoy my dark sense of humour.
The funny one.
The creepy one.
The lonely one.
They are proud of me.
They don`t get me.
They think I should talk more with them.
They think I spend too much time indoors.