Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i write when i m feeling low
i also feel regretful at the sense of elation i felt after offing them
i think too much about how i sit how my voice sounds if i ve gotten any food on my mouth and the feeling that i need to make my way around to everyone so as not to be rude
i feel tortured by this thought but it feels so true
i may not feel it i m sure the wisdom that comes with age will help
i confused my feelings with the truth because i liked the view when there was me and you i cant believe that i could be so blind its like you were floating when i was falling and i didnt mind because i like the view i thought you felt it too when there was me and you lyrics from a href http www
i feel tender and disoriented
im sure it feels wonderful
i started having that creepy feeling again like she still hated me
i was constantly complaining of not feeling so hot
i am feeling more generous though i see it for what it is someone who doesn t know what we are going through from the insdie and is desperate to be helpful in some measure
i may not feel amazing all the time but i am capable of much more than just lighting another cigarette
i remember feeling as if i didn t belong and that i wasn t smart enough cool enough or even young enough
i feel that someone has wronged me in some way its impossible sometimes hard for me to get past it without an apology from the guilty party
i really hate this feeling when you really give so much damn about someone but really all that person show you is just simply like they cant be bothered with you
i feel like every day i walk around with so much stress and sadness that im literally amazed im still here that i still function that im still basically a friendly stable person
i feel when my socks bunch up under my feet that it makes me cranky and liable to bite someone s head off for saying hello
i do not feel particularly delighted in
i told im i didnt want him to feel uncomfortable
i just feel more and more like not caring about what people think of me as long as im happy with myself i love you and your personality and everything
i feel so honored and grateful that these wonderful people have entrusted us with this beautiful boy as our son
i can not see friends and for the most part i feel like leaving my bedroom could be dangerous
i feel like maybe a yoga class and later a long hot soak in the tub with some beautiful perfumed bath salts
i guess avoiding the boundaries conversation with him has me feeling a little unsure about my confidence and strength
i should feel pissed
i really do feel as if i can finally create something lovely in my new room