Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel heartbroken and sad
i think i was addicted to feeling miserable and inadequate especially through the times in college when my teachers drove me to my own breaking point
i get the feeling that theyll all gel together anyway because im too impatient to wait on change
i walk into a restaurant well any public place i feel like all eyes are on me and i feel really paranoid
i feel like i am not very smart
im feeling generous im going to share them on my blog too
i feel i am with ampatuan and joining the forces of hell bitchy human who only wants is to spread their worst odor in this world
ive been feeling kind of distracted and that is obviously not conducive for working philosophy problems out
i wish i could feel more assured of myself my decisions my thoughts my perception hellip but it seems that every now and then someone comes along and shoots one or more of those down
im feeling good but just need a vacation after my vacation
i am fucking it up with my pattern of wanting craving addiction to attention and specialness my way of feeling loved by another
i got up feeling all lively since the sun is extra bright today
i understand that every memory is something precious and that i should cherish it but at the moment i feel disgusted at how i had become during that time of my life
i really feel amp dont be so uptight when expectations of others are met
when i passed the university entrance exam
i think i want to go to an aa meeting just to hear the stories but it feels rude
i have a feeling this is going to be really long and obnoxious
i could quote you a recent poll showing of young american muslim men feel suicide bombings are acceptable in defense of islam so apparently things like dont kill are not universally shared moral values
i feel tortured being away from my baby
im feeling abit uncertain now
im a firm believer that nothing makes a woman feel much more terrific than a great trip to the salon to lift her spirits a bit
im feeling so contented while typing it
i have kept quiet when someone did or said something hurtful and not said what i was feeling because i did not want to be rude
i start to feel like im getting over the death of my beloved cat timmy and when i get used to the idea of only seeing my mum maybe twice a ytear from now on and justwhen i start planning for my futrue and happy timesa ahead i start efeeling like this again
i feels acceptable even desirable
i feel like i lack any real knowledge or skill that would make my photos turn out well more consistently