Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i love they way they feel in my hand im sort of shocked i dont have some psycho fetish
i also don t know why is the reason of this freaky feeling that disturb my funny mood it should be but it don t
i feel heartless now feeling bored and not believe in love anymore
i feel very suspicious of all of them
i have made a few sets of his and hers wedding rings recently and i always feel so honored to be asked to make what is probably the most personal piece of jewellery that anyone ever buys
i am sure he has no idea the way i truly feel not only am i immensely attracted to him but he is intelligent and we can actually enjoy conversation
i feel really low it would be nice to have someone to hold me when i cry
i feel a bit shaky at night lately i ve awoken with this
i was failing to perform my expected duties and worrying about things i may have forgotten yesterday when i was starting to feel rather crappy
i wish i could call off the wedding just so i can feel carefree again
i feel so brave and courageous of the tiny me
i feel like a hot mess
im beginning to feel listless and a bit lonely
i actually read it im left feeling disillusioned and all the insecurities single ladies attempt to play down on a daily basis surface without me wanting them to
i feel rejected and unwanted
i feel that stay is important too this word reminds me of a feeling i get sometimes
i feel like im waiting for her to get heartbroken all over again
i like going for a walk when im feeling troubled
i honestly feel kind of embarrassed and a bit guilty
i feeling more assured of having success than ever
i feel an important experience for short term mission groups
i feel derp and innocent because we go there by lrt or the train it was always packed the last time i rode it was like years ago
i want to feel carefree for one last day
i will probably just be lazy and lounge around the house and possibly go down to the pool depends how im feeling and what i can be bothered to do its my last day off before i go back to work so yeah
im with you when your professor looks at you like a spitball when your friend is dying when you cry into your pillow at night when you feel the dangerous tickles of jealousy luring you down into its lair
i am responsible and would feel terribly dismayed at my lack of caring towards my job but lately i really have been irresponsible in regards to my shit job and i dont even feel like im letting anyone down