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 feel so unimportant which im probably am
i feel exhausted after i am done reading its like i live multiple lives all at once in the span of a day
i feel stressed my intention is to remain in control of my feelings
i am feeling especially irritated
i cannot thank you enough for always finding a way to make me feel better
im feeling so unsure when things are pressing in about me comes a gentle voice so still
im closer to the end of my road than to the beginning and i feel very tender towards myself
i feel that this community s most beloved living our lives gold or silver nest as their grass nest long time ago our house is divided now called the commercial housing
when i saw all the starving people in ethiopia on tv it felt awful to see such suffering
im there i simply feel contented
i definitely felt scared which made me feel vulnerable and i hated that
i didnt feel as if i impressed the motherlover
i feel like we just rushed around trying to see things its still quite beautiful
i are feeling somewhat indecisive about what we want to do to celebrate our anniversary
i feel that something wonderful is going to happen
i think that in this way though the readers will most likely agree with what i wrote and hopefully feel more passionate about scientific research
i completed feeling invigorated not sluggish its ffviii
im feeling amazed with my california ness at the moment currently sitting by the pool drinking a wine spritzer out of nagalene connecting via google wifi and using stellarium to figure out the stars
i found myself agreeing with a lot of her thoughts about how pregnant women are wrong in feeling superior to others about how each man basically just wants a woman who lets him do anything he wants
im already feeling very loved today and its not even noon
i was on a mission to feel festive and after dressing up in tinsel santa hat christmas headband a flashing brooch eating mince pies and pulling a christmas cracker i think i finally managed to achieve it
i feel very vulnerable about sharing things that i write but i hit the publish button anyway
i have teamed it with a slouchy studded jacket that i picked up from warehouse in the sale and feel nicely smart
i also feel a strange sense of guilt about all the people who arent similarly situated to move to a different neighborhood
ive ever written although im not gonna reproduce it here because it is full of boring academic references and also it specifically analyses several prominent bloggers and their treatment of romantic relationships and id feel weird about putting that on the internet
i am feeling so super accomplished ive even forgotten what i was going to post about