Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel like an ungrateful bitch because of what i made you see
i guess since im feeling a bit less shitty have a random picture
i feel like i dont even know how to trust that im trusting well enough
im feeling the need to stop and make some delicious meaty pasta or something despite having gone out for a roast dinner earlier
i am stories this week and decide not to be separated from the feelings you are after any longer by introducing a little sprinkling of the delicious feelings you are after right away
i know i am not alone when i say i often feel rushed
i didnt get anything bad just a lot of thanks and stuff that made me feel good about doing what i was doing
ive told friends and fellow fans i feel like weve all been partaking in a delicious feast these last seasons and now were about to get that last really fine meal
i am and i feel respected and safe with them
i feel are flawless while they slowly declined in quality after that
i feel safe and accepted
i might be feeling a bit cranky
i dont know why i feel joyful that people went to my blog today and saw one of the entries
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 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 feel that the world expects one to be a productive individual on sunny days so i resist and tend to be more productive on rainy days
i feel like being casual
i woke up this morning wanting to cry and the feeling hasnt been shaken yet
i go to my son s conference next week and i am already feeling nervous and apprehensive
i am so happy but yet i feel enraged
i am definitely feeling the festive vibe and i have been busy with christmas y things mince pies are very much a british xmas goodie that i had never heard of before i met my husband well maybe in a song but other than that
i feel as if i prepare for hurricanes every day of the week and at the end of the night these three precious storms leave their trail throughout my home
i feel a bit stressed because it feels like im supposed to do something all the time and that i should be reading now
im feeling all bashful exposed and vulnerable because my blog crush is out in the open now
i am feeling valued and supported which is great
i just remember feeling frantic desperately trying to say what i needed to say to q