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 don t want you my reader friends to feel like you need to feel sorry for me
i have mishandled things alongside the rest and im feeling remorseful about it right now as opposed to my very initial reaction of not wanting to care because maybe somewhere deep down in me im hoping things might be like before
i feel charmed to see my harder plan and adherence appear to accomplishment now and in august if we will attempt for an olympic medal
im on a double at work i wasnt feeling overly sociable when i met my new roommate so i hope she doesnt think im a complete bitch
i feel a recipe is only a theme which an intelligent cook can play each time with a variation
i still feel it does the genre a disservice when stories are resolved artifically
i had been feeling was all my fault that i had wronged her and caused her to abandon me
i guess all married couple have days every now and then when one partner feels like being domestically violent toward the other
im feeling optimistic about this third year confident for the first time in my abilities as a business owner and teacher
i started to feel a lack of connection to my husband i m sure as a direct result of not spending much one on one time together
i feel the determined nudge of the holy spirit to end my slumber and self love
i feel very distressed because i m supportive of this campaign and with the senator
i was driving i feel so contented after sadhana so fulfilled
i feel passionate about sharing and want to hear as well as spout my lulu isms
i am not sure if we should buy more but my hubby and i are feeling pretty impressed
i feel we forget just how fearless we truly are
i feel tortured the one thing i love is the one thing that wont support me financially but i cringe when i think of spending years chained to a desk performing a job by wrote with little or no room for creativity or for anything else that matters
i am extremely blessed and have a wonderful life but i am often guilty of feeling envious and upset when someone has more blessings special recognition or appears to have it better than i do
i feel like a treasured prize
i didn t feel particularly mad of course they say that when you are going crazy you really feel like you are becoming more sane
i feel welcomed appreciated
i feel treasured i feel loved i feel ive done more than just pursue the craft i adore and make a living from it and more than just fulfil the only real ambition ive ever had of becoming a professional writer
i have this nagging feeling that i fucked everything up on the first try
i love the way it feels i love its permanence i love the nostalgic feeling of keys under my fingertips
i have been feeling for quite a while that i am just not satisfied with my stash when it comes to blushes
i feel like we are supporting her lifestyle