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 love for my girls to have an imagination and read fair tales but i feel strongly that reality is also important
im really feeling good
im just feeling jaded
im having trouble coming with words to describe the way i feel im so devoted to it
i get more upset when bruce is a little more tired from work than usual i feel a little rejected
i like the brush a lot but since returning from spain sob and the release of real techniques i started using the expert face brush for my liquid foundation and the sephora mineral powder brush sat at the back of my collection feeling unloved
i am still working on how to get past feeling deprived by saying no to foods that are fat sugar filled
i could tell but the pain you feel in your own heart from those whom you have abused will torture you for the duration of your life
i like to read this when i am feeling inadequate i know mistakes happen and sometimes they are the perfect mistake
i still feel like a tragic waste
i didnt feel angry i didnt feel bitter i felt
i was thrilled to have that outcome but because i was feeling so crappy i couldn t even celebrate that until i started feeling better which mainly seems to have occurred with an increased dosage of my thyroid replacement hormone and supplemental estrogen
i feel a bit nostalgic as i wonder where my passion for writing a blog times a week has gone
i feel like i m a doomed gladiator in a stadium constructed of cardboard and copies of romeo and juliet and the outsiders are screaming for my blood
im feeling indecisive about what i want to do with the rest of my life
i have no better word to describe the way i feel than heartbroken
i pray that the eyes that read this the minds that comprehend this and the hearts that feel this will not be offended
im fancy and it does it in a way without feeling too over the top or snobbish
i feel like i mostly post when im feeling bad so i wanted you to know that i have good days too
i am feeling more like me except a little weepy
i feel so bitchy suddenly
i wasnt going to do a what im loving wednesday post because i wasnt feeling like i was loving anything but as my youngest sister text me last night sometimes happiness is a choice so here it is
i remember feeling so hellip furious with the shooter
i am feeling so low lately just feeling of hopelessness is very disturbing making me tired and sick entire of living this kind of life
i started feeling my left arm aching
i just go to bed with my feeling of discontent