Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: this happened a year when i was having a hard time
i will get an angled face brush or the eco tools blush brush again and lightly sweep muas pressed powder into the hollows of my cheeks up into my temples and when im feeling brave maybe a little down my nose and on my chin
i feel the depths of sorrow and suffering in love because i have felt its heights of joy and goodness
i feel wronged but the judges people make at times however i also found out that actually in life we just need to be responsible to our own actions and and the people around us
im feeling really annoyed today
i heard it somehow it brings me good feeling strange
i feel tortured by this sense of wrong
i think i might be lacking in judgment about what matters and what doesnt but why do i feel like this is just going to go away in the most unfortunate regretful way possible
i don t expect you to feel sorry for me
i feel so all alone no ones gonna fix me when im broke how do you cry with inanimate eyes
i feel irritable or depressed during the course of the day i just stop and think am i too hungry angry lonely or tired
i feel hated i feel angry i feel very sad i feel like im going to be abandoned i feel angry because i abandoned someone but in reality no one at this age can expect that neither party will be abandoned
im heartbroken about in love with the world but i think maybe im feeling heartbroken so acutely is it came to me today that every time ive been asked to stay somewhere in the past years or so ive left
i feel is defective
i just feel like warner brothers fucked with the final edit and that an even better film will be arriving in director s cut format on blu ray
i truly feel but its somehow not enough for me to hate him or to get mad
i honestly was not sure if the pain i was feeling was a case of irritable bowels or indeed contractions
i think my hair is feeling confused
i hoped he didn t feel the shiver that ran through me but maybe he did i was startled when he pulled away from me
i feel hated i feel like i dont belong and more and more i feel that i want to die
i feel dirty rel bookmark i feel dirty i feel gross poaching vicarious threads from agtalk but i can t resist
i brush it to the side or tuck it behind my ear only to feel a few rebellious strands escape and tickle my cheeks and my lips i realize im not the one in control
i wish there was something i could do sitting here in the midwest i feel so helpless
i also feel paranoid that everyone is listening to my phone conversations whats that all about
i feel it is unfortunate that i have had to take these drastic measures and post this notice as i truly loved posting my new work to flickr and interacting with new people from all over the world
i always feel dirty and used