Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i cant get sleep she said irritated i am feeling cold
i feel like a greedy ingrate for saying this but i felt kind of bad about my presents
i feel that the only acceptable solution is to replace this brush with its rightful mac predecessor
i mean as a group thing it felt good to get in there and add something relevant for us but im still not really feeling delicious as a tool for me
i feel simply amazed when i look back
i posted about feeling like a super mom because i managed to care for myself my children my fiance and my house for one day while working and on little sleep
i go snowboarding feeling very apprehensive
i can only feel sorry for us that the relationship didnt work out
i feel like the cabbage potatoes and venison were components of a rich stew and the pomegranate seeds were meant to cut through the thick oiliness of the rest of the dish
i was afraid to clean nicos ears but after his doctor showed me how then i didnt feel like i could hurt him
i add ciaran and his feelings into all of this it becomes a very messy oozing and uncomfortable topic
i feel lethargic and sluggish and i absolutely notice that at night its harder to fall asleep
i still feel a little bit listless but im coping with it by getting as much work done as possible to distract myself and trying not to overthink anything
i feel like a beaten pi ata spewing unhealthy emotions and defeat
i could try to reach my tongue out to lick it but in vain so close i could feel the divine warmth from her pussy but in vain
i feel thrilled that i actually got to see this marvelous home
i cant wait till the summer when we feel somewhat carefree once again
i feel that thursday was the important first step that is needed towards helping e get better with her eating
i out of all people really dont have many proplems talking about how i feel that being said i am in love so after all i have bitched about the last months was in vain
im getting things done that i really need to and i feel good about it
i guarantee that if im dizzy or feeling like im going to vomit for months i am not going to be a very pleasant person
i feel it my solemn duty to warn you
i might tackle a memoir but i feel i need to live longer before i qualify to have anything useful to say
i drove home i was aware of feeling not like myself and then she called to ask if i was ok
i went to sleep feeling assured that i would know what to do if i ever needed it
i am afraid that i will feel very regretful at that time