Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i will share my home my life and what i feel is gorgeous fun and noteworthy all the while tracking my existence day to day
i am in a place where i feel hopeful of finally getting a job at another warehouse distributors like where i did work but the products are floral instead of stationary accessories art bags and such
i go to the church service not youth i feel like im hated and i know im not the only one
i feel my blog is getting a bit bombarded with beauty posts and i feel im boring you all what dya think
i sort of feel like one of those people who was unfortunate and lost their father when they were and life goes on
im old enough that graduation and yk feels like just yesterday i find myself a bit stunned by this
i walked out of there an hour and fifteen minutes later feeling like i had been beaten with a stick and then placed on the rack and stretched
i do feel more isolated since i started working
i feel blessed and privileged to have known you loved you and to know that you are and always will be my child
i feel so low and i havent felt this low in a while so it sucks
i wake up every morning and feel like i have been beaten with a baseball bat
i feel shaken open as though my heart were broken into and there are no words to speak
i came home feeling resigned
i feel i have been too damn considerate of others in the area of interpretations
i didn t mean to sound as though i feel offended i meant it as a joke guess people didn t get it haha
i was reading through my old messages from knight and feeling very sentimental so i texted him back
i start to feel agitated lacking in patience and just down right cranky
i am still feeling gloomy and down
i mean i feel even more disgusted at myself after ive moved here when im usually just disgusted at the human race in general something like that
ive kept trav awake by being awake and that makes me feel terrible
im really feeling hot comfort foods this week
i love what i do and i feel so blessed and lucky to be able to travel and be creative and meet amazing people and wake up every day loving my job
i was feeling drained before i even sat in the chair
i do not know that he simple feelings i am startled by startled though he did not understand the words but i was feeling his words there are overtones green ink why suddenly say
i feel i need to be punished
i ever feel anymore is when one of us gets angry