Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel indecisive about baker although my room is the smallest double it still seems big but i hate how loud the guys across the hall are
i feel shy of sharing too much about it right now like its a delicate bird that hasnt taken flight
i was feeling rather horny though img src http s
i feel for you i feel sorry for those who think autistics have no ability to empathize
i had friends being sad feeling rejected from the world i think i finally realize that friends arent what i thought they were
i figured i have to blog about what i feel passionate about or im not doing myself or this blog any justice
when my father passed away in i was left alone with my mother who was very sick so i had to go and live with my aunt
i really forgot how it feels to laugh sincerely and he is the one who make my sincere laughter come back
i have to fight from feeling overwhelmed by it all
i got a little bit of help from my brother at the beginning and lots of lucks near the end of the game which might make you feel dumb at least it did that to me hahaha and at the end you have to decide nikos and the worlds fate to save niko or to save the world
im feeling somewhat sleep deprived and dreading my alarm going off tomorrow morning
im feeling stressed overworked and running on fumes
i was creating a relationship to counter a self accepted and allowed self definition of being inferior to them which means i was feeling lousy thinking i was less than because i was not being in the limelight of praise of gain
im not feeling very festive this year
i feel like i need to make a list leanne would be appalled at the thought so that i dont miss anything
i know ill feel shitty the whole time
i feel safe and accepted
i feel needy when i ask someone to hang out with me and i end up not trying after a few times of being told no i have plans sorry
i feel so glad to be home and to find so much had changed and yet nothing had really changed
i glanced out the window at the people strolling on the sidewalks carefree suddenly feeling envious of them for reasons i couldn t explain
i kneels in front of the bed and lower his head above the older man s crotch and ni ya is surprised to feel tender kisses planted on his hips and inner thighs
i want to capture this feeling and put it into words so i can again gain the sweet taste in my mouth right now
i can barely speak at all even though i feel just fine
i would be feeling guilty of writing craps on my blog nothing useful nor beneficial to others
i feel completely honored to be an influence to this young talented fully alive beautiful girl woman
i talk about in this essay is that people feel differently about poetry when they re angry or sad