Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i want to be happy again and i have forgotten what it is like to feel content
i feel a radiant and grounded presence of truth beauty and goodness
im not going to tell you to feel loving feelings toward her
i feel helpless
id be feeling paranoid about going bald
i would not feel so all alone everybody must get stoned
i may give up much sooner than my days if i feel like im gonna die but ive been curious for a while
i had been chained up well time was hard to gauge i had been flogged pierced cut blind folded had hot wax put onto me and deprived of light and sound for periods but never did i feel abused
i have been feeling is any indication on this childs personality then i am petrified
i feel isolated even when i m around other people
i feel lonely so unbearably crushingly lonely you are not the only one a href http creativeliar
im still paying attention but i feel distracted
i know that ann is still feeling very homesick
i feel as weird criticizing this game as much as i feel weird praising it
i feel so stupid to think they will trust me
i keep going despite feeling miserable
i feel i cant be disturbed to lift upon with hold up anymore it seems as if i dont know what to do or what i m vital for
i felt lost and half of the time now i feel just numb
i feel to being distracted with things that take up my attention or interests that keep me from more focused times of prayer and reading his word
i would save it for the next time im feeling cranky or irritable then spray some lightly behind my ears
i feel him i touch him with my hands i form him without wanting to i give him to myself i take him away from myself how impatient i am to see him
i feel tortured every moment and theres nowhere i can go to get away from it or to get back to what i was used to
i left gastro feeling impressed
i mean i feel i feel like the i feel the burden i cant breathe and suddenly im terrified of october what have i been doing the past weeks
i try to stuff my wildly feeling heart and messy insides safely and politely back where they belong but instead im like the scarecrow from the wizard of oz anxious and undone
i am having my usual october where things are drastically in flux where i am feeling melancholy at best and where god is asking me to step off the cliff and have faith he will provide