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 like watching some delicious trash i always want to include my partner in the ritual
i will learn to express my feelings in a way more acceptable
i close my eyes i can hear the pitiful wailing sounds of my own cries taste the salty taste of my tears and feel that anger and hurt saturating my heart
i feel like my meds arent working correctly and idk its weird
i was on the phone with tech support today and it turns out i have something in common with the guy on the phone we both have thoughts and feelings are are curious about this world
i know that i still feel kind of agitated but i also switch from feeling hot to feeling cold when i lay down
i left the meeting feeling a little hesitant about the situation
i see wonderful godly parents taking care of their childrens i praise god even though i feel jealous
in certain occasion i have a fight with my boyfriend during the fight i closed the door at his face he went away but came back next day
i can control is me and if people feel that i wronged them i will try my best to fix it but some people you cant make happy
im feeling really quite angry
i feel as though im the most hated kid in school the biggest bitch and other times i just feel popular and loved by everyone
i specifically wanted tango was feeling shy and maks quite the opposite hard to get far enough away from him to get good pics lol
i feel lethargic and i find no more reason to move not even a full bladder threatening to burst
i tried to convince them that mine wouldnt actually make them feel crappy like the real deal but they were still reluctant to try it
i know in advance then i am fine with it but if i make plans and they change or fall through i end up not knowing what to do with myself and feeling very restless and angsty
i feel like this inside theres one thing i wanna know whats so funny bout peace love and understanding
i said it pops up every once in a while that dread but for the most part i m too busy feeling depressed or elated or a horrible mixture of the two to notice it
im feeling rebellious for the sake of being rebellious
i aimlessly do whatever i feel like doing with no sense of rhyme or reason and get easily distracted and start something else bouncing pointlessly without finishing what i started
i am satisfied with the final installment and feeling a bit melancholy
i spend obsessing over my decisions and feeling anxious
i sing the more confident i feel but i still get a little nervous on an opening night
i sit here looking at the sentence i just typed i feel quite shocked
i feel like one of those devoted fans who follows their favorite band while they are on tour only years late
i feel stupid typing that