Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: 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 could feel my feet getting agitated once i got to the metropolitan pavilion
i feel less respected less
i feel like the fans see the girls as wimpy and not as good as the guys
i couldn t help but feel like this was warsaw in a nutshell gorgeous spaces with dark shadows that sometimes creep up on you but that are never around for long before the sun returns to push them back again
i love taking in peoples smiles the way children giggle the gorgeous way little ones move closer to their moms if strangers smile at them and they feel scared the way teenagers are boisterous and full of life and hopes
i heard a song on the radio yesterday that just made me feel amazed at the lyrics
i was feeling aching earlier this morning but not much now
i want to tell everyone exactly how im feeling but as soon as i start to i feel ten times more pathetic and stop talking
i also feel a longing for my country and as i remember my childhood around the gunong ledang mountain i have started a series called puteri gunong ledang evoking all the legends and memories of jungle fairies that still live in my mind
i thought it would be fun and therapeutic and that i would feel useful and helpful by keeping up her blog
i feel so uncertain about the decade ahead
i feel is manifesting in strange ways
im all about helping people integrate their feelings thoughts and actions through creative expression
i feel im miserable when i try to do other things
i feel miserable after my break up self
im home alone with my son and im feeling sad
i do feel tia is important to the story
i want to know exactly the meaning behind these effin feelings and submissive thinkings
i feel i m being punished for too many thoughtless years of assuming that the trappings of success were earned and not given
i have a plan with friends and a good support system of neighbors to keep me company but it still feels really weird
i feel all funny just thinking about it
i scare myself so much with these dreams wake up feeling out of control and convinced that ive hurt somebody
i can feel dazed by all those choices so much so i find myself standing still in front of that blank page unable to make a move
i wanna talk tell you about sycf it stands for singapore youth chinese forum btw and although theres a singapore word inside i feel like the minority there p ok but thats beside the point
i feel like a guilty sack of shit