Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: im feeling pretty freakin fab
i feel like im actually supporting myself by making use of what i know and love
i remember feeling absolutely devastated when i heard that peach wasn t actually there to give me cake
im currently feeling cranky for silly reasons im now going to complain
im completely fine with bowler providing readers who might be going through a similar identity crisis with the message that they are not alone that their urgings and longings are normal and that they shouldnt be made to feel ashamed of them
i think this is because i feel as if it is unimportant to be out with people or talk to people because it seems as if i have little to say that is interesting
i have been crying a lot and feeling kind of depressed
im feeling very blessed amp grateful that i live in the united states of america with the freedoms we enjoy amp the opportunity to vote tomorrow for our next president
i must admit ive been feeling pretty low about it the last couple of weeks
when i woke up in the middle of the night because of a dream
i feel him frantic now humping against my hip moaning when i suck his tongue into my mouth
i feel my blog is getting a bit bombarded with beauty posts and i feel im boring you all what dya think
i feel gloomy upset whatever negative emotions i take a look at my colorful paint pots and it will instantly lift up my mood
stranded in the north of fraser island with a submerged wd hire vehicle
i am sorry that you feel i deserve to be blamed for the friends i pick all of which are better then some of the friends i could be hanging out with getting high and drunk while underage
i would feel disheartened so i would then go and do cardio for another hour to achieve calories
i feel strongly impressed that there must be something for me to do
i prep myself for another sleepless night i can t help but feel ashamed of myself for feeling this way
i feel like there is too much suffering for those of us in christ jesus
i sat feeling helpless like a moment from an episode of the walking dead
i was alone in a cottage i often stay in i was woken up by a rustling sound in the middle of the night
i often feel lonely
i am tired of feeling awful
im feeling gently hesitant about posting these photos because this time the race slapped do not copy on every picture
i remember frequently feeling surprised by the statistic that of the population are hsps given that i almost never came across anyone who was an hsp
i did feel bad for her because she did feel like she was getting pressured to get her cherry popped