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 feel so fucked up most of the time because not being able to concentrate on anything amp feeling anxiety all the time about everything makes me stressed apathetic amp i cant handle stress at all
i met them great people but i have a feeling i may have unintentionally offended them
i feel disturbed by the more and more unreasonable lie my life is taking towards
im feeling lousy i may dismiss a gorgeous day if im feeling bright and cheerful then the most dreary of days becomes tolerable
i feel heartbroken for the people of north carolina
i don t think i could feel more idiotic if i tried
i was feeling paranoid tonight so i had to check my blog stats
i feel this way about all relationships romantic platonic and friend zoned friends that dissolve
i just found out that my gut feeling unpleasant though it was was correct
i didnt feel so hot
i thought it might and it makes my hair feel lovely and silky
i might not feel so cool
i feel carefree and young and amazing
i often times feel helpless in regards to my life s path
im lulled into a fantasy of walking hand in hand in some remote location preferably the beach at sunset its cliched i know and feeling love and loving in return
i get through it pretty quickly but it just makes me feel like im not being respected
i always feel a bit personally assaulted
i feel so horrible when i am not accomplishing something
i had suppressed my homosexual feelings so much that i replaced them with what i thought would be socially acceptable
i get the nasty feeling that my posts are boring the pants off everyone
i sit six weeks into my sabbatical and i feel completely worthless
i decided that i was feeling so horny that i would have to do something before i burst
i feel ok and go out into the world to work buy food or just go for a walk
i could feel myself moving slower and being generally more lethargic than our last ride on the same trail
i dont know if its easier to have a mental illness or watch someone you love battle with it but today i think the hardest thing is feeling helpless to stop it
i kind of feel lame but still dont regret coming