Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i mean i guess creativity could be even more of a broad categorie that beauty fits into but i ll talk about beauty for now since it s something i feel passionate about
i sit here just a few hours after seeing this fucking thing and swimming in post traumatic combat shock i am reminded that clich s flaws and feeling like a supporting character in your own movie are what often define our real lives and the world we live in
i feel like it would be too clever and get into a ton of things all the time
i couldnt help but feel sincere gratitude for the blessings of the lord in my life and the lives of my children
i feel so peaceful to be around and myself
im feeling regretful about not writing back to you i felt the exact same things you did and i would have also loved to have you read my letters
i am by no means complete spiritually or intellectually and believe you never should be however i find myself sometimes looking on others with a knowledge and sense of feeling superior in feeling that i am further along my journey than them
i was feeling shaken walking along the streets and less able to concentrate on not having an accident while simultaneously worrying about having one due to not concentrating
i was feeling hopeless than desperate having been suffering from acid reflux for weeks
i feel as though i fucked up so majorly this summer that im cast off into an alternate universe that i went the wrong way on a timeline and im stuck in a world that the same as the one i knew in all but one way
i feel abused and maligned but mostly tired of the nervous feeling anticipating danger
i was feeling pretty cranky this morning and stopping in here really made me feel a lot better
i can write as many entries as humanly possible in one day and still feeling dissatisfied that i write everything i wanted to the fact that i complain all the time about being lonely
i feel assaulted when i hear the radio ad
i had this strange feeling that she was incredibly distressed
i stood kind of dumbfounded looking around feeling culture shocked
ill admit there is definitely some sort of testosterone laden feeling of accomplishment in being a fucking savage helping women who cannot control a way unruly crowd
i was feeling this really weird sense of isolation that would have creeped me out pretty bad if i was alone
i love earning money and having it but because i grew up in a lower middle class family i feel very appreciative of the money that i do have
i believe that if i by myself make a person feel uptight and want to be envous of me then they have another sin called jealousy
i feel your innocent love
i feel that he s being sincere when he says that he does love me but there s this whole other part of me that keeps telling me that he still loves the other girl
i have to relate it to how a subject percieves something unsavory or maybe how the meaning or feel of unsavory depends on the way we percieve our subject positions
i feel like i can still hear her cute voice in my ears
i feel miserable just reading about americas heat wave and i live in the always hot middle east
i feel extremely alone and isolated but the thing is is that nothing could be further from the truth