Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel that he is sincere in his feelings for me and i know that i care for him very much but is that enough this time around i dont know
i feel honored to be witness to another s process
i said you are not focused with me and when you are not focused with me i feel unimportant
i don t really know what the suicide attempt accomplished other than me feeling ashamed embarrassed and stupid
i cant help feeling curious you know after all ive heard
i am in italy and i feel as useless as i could possibly feel i need to occupy my time not to get crazy
i feel ugly he can smile at me with this look in his eye and i know that not only does he love me but he is still in love with me
i just found out that my gut feeling unpleasant though it was was correct
i try explaining my feelings and someone dismisses them blindly i feel frustrated and disinterested in discussing my opinions because they cannot put themselves in my place and know what i have experienced by living there
i feel absolutely no longing for the patch of dirt which some dead stranger related to me by blood happened to have been birthed on
i wish i could say fuck you to people who make me feel insecure for ever to have existed
i can feel but i cant touch you said my love was a bit too much i wont deny it broke my heart cant find no crush so why dont you come on back home
i suppose its only natural to squeeze every half hour out of the last five days to spend the time with family making memories and with friends promising more but it feels like someone elses life in a numb way
i feel pathetic and am asking myself how i could even let things get to that point but i did
i feel irritated useless and hopeless
i feel you caring even if you will insist you are mean
i sit six weeks into my sabbatical and i feel completely worthless
i kept my heart open and exposed while watching the news every night i would most likely never recover from the rush of helpless and hopeless feelings created by all the tragic stories
i might be feeling a bit cranky
i am feeling very shaky
i am feeling the need the longing for the flowers the birds and the warmth of the sun
i feel so blessed that we were privileged to go
i feel a bit strange saying it
im feeling uber romantic and lovey dovey this week
i am just feeling shitty right now
i feel no remorse about doing this it was unsuccessful and a learning process for me in the development of this blog