Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i found myself feeling a little discouraged that morning
i left the game feeling a little devastated and sat contemplating my choices for some time afterwards
i vow to be gasp nicer to everyone not just a select few marybeth and isabella lol i will say what i feel and not cover up something sweet with something shitty
i can stop relying on the views of others for my self worth and thus not feel so threatened by their behaviors
i feel like i should be more bothered by this topic but for some reason im sor
i see myself behave in relation to feeling positive or negative and the way others perceive me within doing so
i didnt feel passionate about most of the posts
im also feeling more shaky in my confidence in my faith but at the same time i feel like im growing spiritually a lot and also growing a lot in my understanding of the world around me
i often pass by the streets of jurer and feel impressed by some nice constructions and safe atmosphere it has
i feel like i m on a roller coaster of craziness but i keep in mind that my throne is precious to my lady and i and i will do anything to keep it the way it is even if that means killing the people around me
im feeling lately vulnerable impressionable and a little emotional
i am constantly on tumblr feel free to follow my poetry blog riotousrambling
i feel like ive been held back a lot this summer with soccer and my mom not trusting me
i know that i will never see this place again and that would break my heart had not a thick layer of moss encased it in a thick shell muffling all other sharper feelings pleasant or painful
i could point to incidents in my childhood or blame my upbringing but that contradicts the notion of being aware of how i m feeling in the moment and choosing between intelligent options now
i would veer from feeling utterly terrified to utterly disorientated to utterly queasy
i drank a cup of coffee i feel all nervous and weird now
i feel like life is too good to be true
i was left feeling bothered by it for a long time afterwards
i remember seeing it on the monitor and feeling like i had a truck on my chest and couldnt breathe my husband told me theyre going to intubate you now i wasnt convinced i would survive and wanted to live so badly
i feel really vulnerable with him i tell him too much im too honest and i hate it
i still feel better in my room even though i love the way my house feels better to me
i just feeling particularly nostalgic that day
i feeling more determined than ever to really nail this race
i try not to laugh because sometimes it hurts vellas feelings but some of the things he does are so funny
i think it affects me so much because it results back to one of my biggest flaws which is not feeling enough pretty enough smart enough you name it