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 can spill my feelings to and tell every pathetic detail of my life
i feel that life does not make sense and it would help a lot if suffering made sense
i feel pretty terrified about letting down all those good people kind enough to support my work
i think i spent too much of my young life feeling romantic to have much saved up for adult me
i feel could be amazing but like wonder woman is rarely handled well
i am feeling a lil overwhelmed again
i think of who i have left to teach me about myself and i feel a little frightened at the thought that my family changes and moves away from some of the very things i need to know about in order to feel complete
i become aware that i m feeling impatient and thinking things are not going fast enough i can choose to change my thinking and remind myself that god s timing is perfect
i put forward to all their social diktats make them feel i am rebellious towards their authority
i am filled with despair when i feel like my quest for beauty isnt respected
i don t feel i need to stop being festive
im with you when your professor looks at you like a spitball when your friend is dying when you cry into your pillow at night when you feel the dangerous tickles of jealousy luring you down into its lair
i did not feel its strange effects no more
i like her a lot as a person but i cant help feeling less that what she is she has my dream jobs shes more sociable shes a combat trainer
i feel fairly sure readers will continue to pay for fiction
i feel so grouchy and irritable when im sick
i feel like a babysitter of year olds who act like naughty year olds
i used to share my feeling and thought all to my lovely roomates shermin and joey
i keep the four visual design principles contrast repetition alignment and proximity in mind i feel i will be successful in future design projects
i was in seoul i could help but feel jealous
i am not feeling calm yet must act that way
i would have smiled except i was starting to feel like any more uptight comments and my jaw would fall right out of my head
i feel hated by my parents
i see in the underground in paris at night make me feel reassured
i may never have a best selling novel i feel joyful and alive when i m writing so i write
im sure there are plenty of lovely parties going on but im not feeling very sociable whats new