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 mean how would you feel if euan got hauled in for murder but you knew he was innocent
i think whenever we moved to a new place i had to find some way to feel accepted
i wasnt feeling at all irritated
i am breast feeding my newborn and was wondering how long will be breasts feel tender and super large
i am talking purely about feeling here but i just didnt feel that emotional when the boy was killed
i see wonderful godly parents taking care of their childrens i praise god even though i feel jealous
i have spent the majority of my life trying to change how i look in order to feel accepted by others to feel loved by other to feel better than people around me because in my mind my physicality is the only thing that i have to offer
i feel incredibly loved and i know baby cap does too
i was feeling deprived because we did our traveling in june but we still have one weekend getaway planned for the middle of the month as well as the free concert every tuesday and a few other random outings
i didnt want aubrey to feel pressured or rushed into baptism but then i realized that she doesnt need to have a perfect knowledge in order to be baptized
i looked around and once again was disappointed that so little had shown up this evening but apparently this was my day to feel selfish
i have spent today feeling horribly unhappy
i decided to see if i could locate margaret or jeff as i feel a longing to know how they are
i do feel like less of a person when i constantly hear family members use hateful language every time anything even remotely related to homosexuality comes up
i have these bunch of friends im grateful to have the squad mates and the teammates but theres another bunch of people out there that made me feel so worthless because everything i try to do with them it seems so forced conversations it seems like i am forcing my words on them and everything else
i always feel a bit naughty on mondays
my cat died from an illness it had been with us for years it was a lovely cat it had been ill for one or two weeks and the veterinary surgeon had told us that it was dying
i am feeling miserable but c i am also the proudest mum on earth
i could genuinely feel loving toward someone without them ever knowing it if i dont act like it
i have a feeling might have offended one of the dorks sitting in the censorship cubicle of doom
i still feel a bit overwhelmed
i hunger for anything i feel ferocious like a tiger
i returned home defeated and feeling totally unsure of who i was
i feel pathetic and i want to push myself but the idea of chicken mince wheat free pasta rice spelt bread and fruit sorbet is quite scary
i cant help feeling exhausted
i use it as my blog name because it allows me to maintain a certain degree of anonymity without feeling like i m using a fake identity