Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i cant believe this is the feeling i was so afraid of not disdain or hatred instead its just actual nothingness laced with a small dash of repulsion
i feel like i get more and more frantic with no clue which way to turn what direction my life is going or if i should even care
i have a feeling that there will be plenty of football watching and that we will be indulging in many delicious eats this weekend
i feel i am losing steam but friends help the time pass in the most pleasant of ways
i didnt feel like i was respected
im thinking about death at the moment and feeling really sad because my lovely uncle shaun has died
i feel so hated and useless sometimes i even ask myself why havent i killed myself yet
i feel terrible no one want to listen to me either
i feel subaru stops being that innocent being we were presented to in the beginning and begins to turn into the depressed young man of x who also kicks ass
i never stop feeling thankful as to compare with others i considered myself lucky because i did not encounter ruthless pirates and i did not have to witness the slaughter of others
i could quote you a recent poll showing of young american muslim men feel suicide bombings are acceptable in defense of islam so apparently things like dont kill are not universally shared moral values
ive been at the lowest ive ever been feeling really shitty about myself
i feel like i ve fucked up massively for not being able to fight off being suicidal
i can see the shallow of many lives and if i try to give love or atention to that person then i can see the distance and the confusion looks to me that people stop trusting others and feel insulted or misstreated by affeccion
i have struggled with my thyroid waking up each day not feeling well and seeking answers to fix whatever was wrong so i could once again get up and just feel good again
i would feel so pissed off
i finally feel sure enough in myself to hold my words where they should be
i feel quite disappointed in myself for being sucked into the charade
i feel very blessed and loved by the people around me
i feel like they hated me but i m too scared to listen to the tape
i never feel ecstatic or bouncy or anxious
i felt empowered telling him how it had affected me how i had come close to suicide because of the severe distress it had caused me to continue to feel long after the unpleasant encounter where what i felt was disregarded completely
i feel like a doomed cassandra
i feel like a lame bum bum in the sense of a behind not in the sense of a transient because i haven t been keeping up with others blogs
i dont forget it i embrace it i dont feel pity i feel proud
someone acting stupid in public