Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel like the audience is smart enough and knows the characters well enough to figure out who were reading
im feeling determined to face facts have a gander at my donut a href http
i was feeling a bit nostalgic and typed all this up literally without thinking about what i was writing
i feel very awkward
i feel like it but i cant i cant give in i am just to stubborn and i must win
i am just tired of feeling abused by everyone
i constantly feel these fits of discontent
when my mums brother passed away after having been involved in a car accident he was bringing me a present as i had passed my form five exams with flying colours
i went by on wednesday feeling slightly regretful that i didnt try to haggle
i feel safer so i didnt have that horrible panicky feeling like i used to after nightmares in the old place but i couldnt get back to sleep
i would even say are important as far as how my significant other feels about anything and that the rest have been ludicrous
i combine the flat tire the head wound and a headless bird im feeling a little paranoid
i know i just ended a very big giveaway here on the muse but im still feeling quite generous
i was flattered and i liked the feeling of being liked and possibly loved
i feel the suffering and i really feel the pain
i feel a bit more energized today and less grouchy
i have to actually tell myself to breathe breathe breathe in and out when i feel absolutely terrified because i know i can t just go home that the life i missed isn t there anymore
i cafeteria i sit sitting myself feels hurt scared
i think i am feeling a little rebellious as i am getting older and i like it
i feel the palate jaded types take on natural wine and lighter styles as a messianic quest to reveal the true nature of great wine
i had the love of my life in nathan been in love and shit and here was travis and i felt hardly anything and im sitting here feeling doomed that i would never again find someone who would give me that spark
i feel my bones silently aching from the knuckles spreading to my uneven nails in oscillating patterns
i dont know why im feeling so listless
i type this i feel like one of those unfortunate animals that gets caught in washing machines and somehow survives much lighter ragged and half dead
i feel so cranky right now
i thinks this chiefs ccw should be yanked by the state as i feel threatened