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 feel when i read your words and realize one more time just how very good of a writer you are the feeling of shared sympathies
i feel like i ve been neglecting my beloved mom blog
i feel abit hopeless at times man darn itttt
i am yelling at my kids at the drop of a hat for no reason possess no energy to do anything just feeling irritable and sad about everything
i feel like i get blamed for all his stress sometimes
i feel it s because we re unsure how we can help
i just feel like its rude
i feel like i am that damaged can of corn with the big dent on the side and the label half torn off at the grocery store that is off that everyone pushes to the side and no one buys
i have a collar complete with padlock at the back that i wear when im feeling submissive
im feeling very jaded and uncertain about love and all basically im sick of being the one more in love of falling for someone who doesnt feel as much towards me
i kept crying or feeling cranky
i began feeling shaky my heart was sort of skipping around i felt like someone who had been drinking coffee all day long
i would have to get off and walk the hill which always made me feel terrible
i am still trying to find my footing and after three years in i feel just as shaky as ever
i feeling strange energies
i feel fucking pathetic and desperate for your hello
i generally don t eat a lot of junk it is mostly stress eating but as i become more comfortable with the child care i am feeling less stressed and eating less junk
i feel blank and at a loss but hey that s old hat
im already feeling less agitated
i was feeling stressed or run down to support the immune system
i feel so weepy like any moment i could just burst into tears
i dont like poetry too much because i feel its for whiney dramatic people
i can also feel the pain along with the characters and in which i also feel devastated and depressive because of all the pain they have to suffer and endure
i feel pathetic even reading this and thoughts like wow i am such a loser shuffle across my mind
i was feeling restless when i stepped into the kitchen to whip up this crunchy sweet treat
i start to feel really awkward about the tubelight reflecting on the glossy paper with a picture of a red laced bra