Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i shouldnt feel altogether mellow
i hope you feel a little more glamorous after reading todays pinterest loves
i just feel you so so don t be afraid i should hurt even more and pray again so i can find you again the more time passes the more it hurts i need you go back in time just one time forgive my sins if only i could turn things back this pain would be so so sloth
i am able to say with acuity that feeling exhausted is not normal for anyone
im feeling this longing for this endless love that maybe we could have if we let ourselves
ill just cut amp paste it next time i feel the urge to type something as whiney as that
i must say that im not feeling gloomy at all about this place
i was already packed didn t want to wait around for her to talk to her friend was feeling irritable tired and eventually gave up on trying to go in the first place made me feel more down about my situation
im just feeling grumpy and impatient and im ready to get things moving
i could follow every twitch of thought and swell of feeling quiver through his tortured expression
ive started to delve deep into myself and evaluate everything that has made me feel insecure or unworthy
im just feeling so dazed everyday
ill admit to feeling a little paranoid and wondering about how many others had defriended me
i feel like ive shaken off some of the funk thats been floating around me for the last bit
i think since im compelled to act all meek and asian in front of my own kind i feel a tad inhibited to the extent that i cant even be myself
i like her too much to feel as if im being obnoxious and getting involved into somethign that has nothing to do with me
i feel pathetic at times because
i can flirt along with the best of em and i rarely if ever feel intimidated by male identifying folks or the idea of striking up a conversation with them regardless of how hopelessly attracted i am to them
i feel awkward talking about my book to begin with
i was stymied a little bit as i wrote feeling unsure that i might go somewhere with the story unintended
i feel more crucified heartbroken tortured and forsaken than i have ever before felt but not at the hands of my enemy at the hands of those i love
i usually feel regretful and guilty after the quarrel usually its me who turns the talk into a quarrel i yell loudly and throw the things beside me with mama
i was feeling grouchy and the old man has mentioned that retail therapy is great
i hate feeling so despised and detested by someone who i truly care for and completely love
i feel for my beloved that is reciprocated
i feel amazed at the world