Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i and others feel when angry is a huge wave of relief from what we previously felt sitting in the dank room of fear and powerlessness
i feel less bothered my get the rape stick out of your ass because i think a statement like that says a lot more about the speaker than the target
i feel like hopeless helpless worthless scum
i feel very distraught tonight
i remember feeling loved and beautiful and special and sweaty to be honest
i feel so insecure about my writing
i could almost feel it as the flames singed and tortured her frail delicate body leaving nothing behind but a foul smelling concoction of wood and burnt flesh
i am older and my life is very different i can feel how amazed i was that morning
i feel relieved when she goes to bed because shes worn me out but im always excited to get her out of her crib the next day even when she wakes us up earlier than we want
i feel devastated for the mother whose fraud of an ex husband has abducted their daughter and headed for the hinterlands gaige keeps us so totally inside her narrator s head that it s difficult not to feel some sympathy for him
i feel dazed deserted
i didnt feel like i was respected
i do it because it feels important to have a voice and knowing people read this i want to say things which i think are important and which i hope might be of some comfort to others
i was driving back i was having a moment of missing new orleans and feeling really sad when it just hit me that i was able to go visit them for the night on a whim and i felt such a peace
i realized i was a total idiot and forgot clarinet choir making me feel even more idiotic and stupid then i already was
i leave in four weeks and im starting to feel a little heartbroken at the thought of it
i execute the trick and work my dishwasher magic i feel so clever
i have become too comfortable while at the same time feeling discontent because i have not been pursuing the thing the lord has set on my heart to pursue
i love my job and i love my kids but at times i feel like they take so much of me the person that is left is dull
i feel like a beaten pi ata spewing unhealthy emotions and defeat
i really have gotten to a place where if i go for more than a day or two without writing i begin to feel very anxious very displaced
i feel is truthful the fun always lies in having an idea and seeing it realized and not soo much in the object or goal
i came to this realization that i was often feeling blamed or being blamed for things that were utterly outside of my control
i am more well read and i feel like im becoming more intelligent and articulate
i just feel terrified like im on the edge of a precipice staring ahead
i feel like ive hit a sweet spot in life