Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i already feel the atmosphere around it seems dangerous
i could feel the blood in my veins go cold
i can honestly say that while i havent enjoyed learning the lessons we have learned i do feel as though we have come out stronger and tougher and more loving and more appreciative
i do feel confused
i feel so gloomy this independence day
i also feel it is worth mentioning that makin it rain may be acceptable at a strip club but not at your local cineplex
im feeling im caring im healing im sharing amp a supportive bonding nurturing primary care giver
im so excited thinking that some hot man might see my sweet little pussy this makes me feel so naughty a naught little girl hehehehehe
i do i really do think i have some justification for feeling smug
i miss my friends amp feel neglectful
i feel that i am neither of those two types i should be a sheep type of boyfriend that kind of person who is gentle likes to take care of people and of course hopes to be taken care of many times as well
im now wondering if that was supposed to be a metaphor for his feelings for neal im not convinced thats the case because he seemed pretty into her but who knows
i sing i swim this feels like a pleasant passing of time song
i came across this picture of a diy twiggy candle holder and now im feeling all festive and creative
i now feel less doubtful towards that person about his her sincerity in rebuilding our relationship
i feel so accepted
i speak of friends online who drop me from friends lists i feel unloved and disregarded
i completely feel sympathetic for my children that suffer mentally because life is just too over stimulating
i think i can finally articulate it the prius is in its own shiny happy al gore wearing patagonia in alaska way somewhat insidious in that it makes driving feel like a virtuous act
i don t feel as smart or impressive
i honestly feel that im being ignored and left alone
im sore and feeling very unsure of how in the world i will go more miles in weeks
i feel really comfortable in them
i close my eyes for a moment just to let myself feel the gentle warmth of his hands overlapping mine guiding me
i would feel that a few words would be not only inadequate but a travesty
i love tall guys they make me feel so little and innocent however innocent was the last thing that i was that night