Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i kind of feel like i m supporting them both
im moving forward and feeling optimistic for the first time in months
i need some to hold me to hug me like they love me really love me to be there in quiet to just sit to be there just to stop me doing something stupid it cant be my parents cos i know id just run i cant run from other people i feel rude
i feel utterly useless as a mother because i just dont know what to do
i have to admit ive been feeling kinda homesick these past couple of days
i feel the sweet red leaves
i was feeling irate and extremely uncomfortable
i feel lighter ive got more energy and im loving the rhythm of our days
im waiting in my paper gown and plastic slippers for them to call me feeling very apprehensive but a bit dopey in the head due to lack of food
i just feel like no one cares and no one can be bothered to make the effort and meet up
i guess fiction powers along on good emotions versus bad emotions there wouldnt be much excitement if all the feelings between the characters were sweet and harmonious
i was left with my integrity and my dignity intact but feeling pissed off
i dont read into traditions because i love them so much so to me when a stranger opens my door i dont feel offended or like he is trying to send a message to me and the rest of the world that i cant open it myself
i also feel fearful and concerned for them both worried
im so happy that he loves my husband and feels that he doesnt need to worry about this troubled girl anymore
im feeling bitchy as hell tonight
i feel like a failure like i m so fucked up that i have to be medically managed
i feel rejected by someone then what part of myself am i rejecting
i dont think my desire level is too much to bear but i feel unwelcome
i feel my mom is simply feeling greedy is the lack of this reaction when her mom left the same type of will
ive been told over and over im not allowed to feel unhappy
i like to buck the system and climb on my soapbox when i feel wronged or see others wronged but for the most part i am more comfortable with a society that accepts certain behaviors as moral truths
i really feel i was wronged as a patient
i think i should tell him how i feel the moment i see him looking for something dumb to do
i feel a little suspicious
i try not to feel defeated rather i strive to continue to try to create quilts that fully express my vision