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 have been following your blog i feel like ive gotten to know the real you not some filtered version or a fake internet persona of who youd like to be
i secretly feel unimportant anyways and as such find people to disrespect me which might explain why i lend this doucher my time my energy and my body and let his needs get met b my own
i feel like all of the artists i love the ones i find truly talented seem to have a unique style that you can recognize from a mile away
i feel more determined than ever to not just help people facing these challenges but do my part to change the infrastructure of our society as a whole so this cycle of inequality is put to an end
i feel like i enter his class petrified that im going to do or say something that will make him think less of me
i feel so uncertain all i did was crying over the phone saying i cant finish the reading
i feel everything around me is fucked everyone around me is falling to pieces
i feel like that s a pretty valuable lesson to have walked away with
i had no particular feelings about him before except that he seemed decently clever taking pictures of the alien instead of the chaos
i couldnt help feeling charmed and amused
im not emo ing no no no haha i am feeling happy instead for being able to meet up with them
i feel i am really teaching and students get some lovely finished pieces
i really feel like is mostly the culmination of starting to play more clubs and wanting to make more dancefloor friendly stuff and having stuff that has a certain tempo range that fits nicely in that setting
i started feeling this job was worthwhile
im not allowed to do anything outside of the house until ive lost weight until im thin enough to feel acceptable
i can still recall the feeling of peacefulness her tender smile and warm hands
i feel triumphant and even thought it may be just a fleeting moment i am enjoying the power of motherhood
i was feeling an act of god at work in my life and it was an amazing feeling
i never thought id feel so much as a jot of sympathy for hussein whom i always viewed as a jumped up petty thug whatever my thoughts may be about actions against his administration
i can t get past is that feeling when a friend walks out of your life and you re unsure why that feeling of not being valued or important enough
im feeling a little anxious
i could add input advice and guidance made me feel valuable
i needed to know i mattered that my feelings were important and that i mattered enough to be pursued and cherished and protected
i could ingrain in my mind all my feelings all my experiences reading it so if i hated everything that happened in the next book i could just go back to the first and pretend nothing ever happened past it
i lost him i realized that i really didnt have anything to fear and that in reality he was the one person that was helping me to trust again because i would tell him how i felt and he would give me back the same and it was starting to feel safe
i can understand feeling uncertain about the abc link