Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i went from feeling supportive kind and compassionate towards this person to wanting to lash out at them i can t though she blocked me clearly she has more experience at this than i do
i need to get a job but due to my very silly head i dont really know what i feel passionate about anymore nor do i know what drives me
i often feel dull and empty inside like i m nothing more than a studying machine and yeah i do give myself breaks
i was feeling really rotten
i know first hand and all too well those feelings of pain hurt embarrassment and even shame over self image body shape physical features weight etc because of what i have let my body become
i am feeling wonderful filled with hope and faith
i hope that one day they feel as strong and optimist as i do right now in my life
id be less than honest on this blog if i didnt report that im feeling very petty right now
ive explained that he is very creative and loves to makes things and i feel that he is very smart and intelligent and he is lacking in some areas that i agree with
i do feel respected where i work though
i am less in shock and currently feeling insulted about being hung out to dry this past weekend burning his things seems a pretty fair rewards for my unappreciated grace under pressure
i feel dirty for loving comments
im just feeling more generous as i get older
i feel disturbed betrayed untrustworthy slightly disagreeable
i am in true victim style feeling shamed for being me for having ptsd for going to them in good faith and then the symptoms of my trauma showing itself
i feel like doing or not doing its mind numbingly dull to debate the nuances of the women this and men that model
i feel pretty rotten when i cant
i didnt feel much maybe just a sting but i was terrified because i didnt know if it was going to hurt or not if there would be a problem and if he knew what he was doing really who does in this situation
i still feel like i deserve to be punished for things that i would instantly forgive from strangers
i can choose to feel deprived or empowered
im feeling indecisive about what i want to do with the rest of my life
i don t have the longevity or experience in the field to get a feeling for that and i m curious as to what the speculation might be
i feel like that leaves me as the artistic equivalent of the crack between couch cushions
i feel i would give up the sense of touch feeling is because i am afraid to feel pain or suffering which i admit is probably one of the harder parts of life
i feel that i am just so unimportant in this life
i often feel dissatisfied with such discussions partly because of the persistent everyone is beautiful nonsense but partly because they rarely go past the effects of advertising on body image