Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the following six: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i really feel like there s a talented artist buried somewhere inside of ethan
i don t feel so self assured i need to compete or to justify why i m so clearly not doing as well as someone else
i was cut into feeling pain that shocked me
i feel could be amazing but like wonder woman is rarely handled well
i feel so sympathetic empathetic towards them
i feel affectionate toward the friends ive made online and admire their spirits and talents
i cannot in good conscience encourage my young kids read stuff from someone i feel is so vile no matter how good it is
i feel guilty for complaining about my life knowing that there are people out there who have it much worse than i do
i had that feeling in a very very long while and i couldnt decide whether i liked it or not
i feel envious and embarrassed
i was angry at myself for feeling drained and exhausted especially since i had to go to my second and third jobs and wouldnt be home until much later that evening
i feel more like damaged goods than ever because i burned out prematurely
i concentrate on anything else when he feels so miserable
i feel naughty just being this girls friend
i feel that he s really shy with his feelings because as he talked about how he felt what happened during the trip he was really nervous and i appreciate the effort to say all of that by the way
i am feeling that cranky voice inside my head that just wants to eat whatever it wants
i remember feeling so lonely as a child in my room even though i had a lot of toys to keep me occupied
i should ask them to move but the movers were working full speed and i didnt feel like being bitchy
i feel the cold mostly in my arms and torso
im just feeling jaded
i personally feel amazed that i have managed to connect with such amazingly talented and creative people through this little world of dance
i feel like im presenting myself in a less hostile manner now when i am dragged to an event or gathering full of stupid fake people
i realized today that i dont know what i want and thats the primary reason why i feel so dissatisfied so often
i did not enjoy the feeling of the naughty kid who knew better
i feel like i should be hated and that everything that has happened to me is what i deserve
i went in there feeling a little hostile because it felt like they didnt really care about me