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 feel like life is too good to be true
i pray regularly now my prayer life doesnt feel passionate
i am left feeling very confused and blah
i feel very regretful for what i might done i dont think i remember it
ive been feeling a bit remorseful about our decision kicking myself that i was too cheap for my own good
i do not feel disadvantaged because i believe that as long as there is humanity in the subjects there is a potential for communication and the sharing of ideas and a potential to find a common ground in language
i think it is possible maybe i am denying it maybe i am not opening myself up to the whole possibility maybe it is only just now i have realised that it is possible to give a man men that power over me to make me feel shaken in my leather sandals
i hate feeling so needy in need of approval in need of money in need of a direction in need of both physical and mental strength even in need of a particular someone in need of knowing what i lack and need
i feel intimidated by your question
im already feeling very loved today and its not even noon
i t want t know f t habitual t feel frightened wh n initiation r career
i tell her how i feel i ll be punished
i feel and the longing i feel for is the connections i already have but have not been brave enough to complete my friendships
ill feel uncomfortable although i always heard people or friends around calling their loved one honey babe my angel darling peaches pickle gt
id done that though it kind of did a on me and i found myself sympathizing with the demons as the church called them and feeling more disgusted with the people who were supposed to be trying to fight them off
i feel horrible now as a result
i felt i completely belonged and i didn t feel shy and frightened any more
i feel so dirty so unamerican so french
i said on fb i was feeling strangely discontent tonight
i am feeling exhausted
i walked away from the weekend feeling simply dirty like i had done something really harmful and this feeling more than anything is what overpowers my feeble attempts to justify my actions last weekend
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 feel so stupid at how easily i cry these days
i would feel that a few words would be not only inadequate but a travesty
i feel ashamed youre perfectly fine granting
i giggle nervously when i feel threatened