Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the following six: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i never knew these feelings entertained by anyone that they did not however unknown to himself tinge the language of the person who imbibed them and thereby produce incalculable mischief
i left feeling entertained but empty
i still need to feel listened to even if iam idiotic and naive in relation
i was feeling pretty gloomy when i started writing this it s that dreaded time of year of course i burnt the nd set of cake pops that i was baking and i just lost a game of monopoly that game sucks
i don t feel hopeless or depressed
i feel terrified because even if i have the time to write out how i feel about mr
i actually feel frightened of people here right now
i compare my insides to other people s outsides i feel inadequate
i find myself seeking and yearning for love and acceptance from people that can not provide it and then being disappointed when i am alone and feeling unloved and unworthy
i hate it i am feeling bothered by my boob size
im feeling every bit the spiteful vindictive bitch i can be at times
ive been a bad bad lazy girl i can feel my muscle aching
i have a feeling often and often that its dangerous to wait for things that if you wait for things they only go further and further away
i came up with the following i m drawing a blank as to what this is called to help me when i am feeling fearful or attacked
i was able to maintain physical and mental activity as well as have a necessary structure and routine without feeling pressured to overdo it
i feel can be bad for some can we talk about oversharing too much and how people think it is a diary of their life
i go to school feeling miserable but end up laughing for some reason is weird
i feel burdened by her and the fact that i have no help what so ever
i typically respond when i feel offended
i feel at least dating them would not be in vain
i feel a strange sense of legacy
id gotten past the whole oh gawd im so humiliated i didnt feel humiliated
i can t believe i feel so petrified
i think i have a right to know if my neighbour can t see if i m feeling envious or embarrassed or can t tell the difference between the don t walk guy from the walk guy
im around my husband or home alone thinking about him that i feel hopeless
i feel that i m so pathetic and downright dumb to let people in let them toy with my feelings and then leaving me to clean up this pile of sadness inside me