Instruct: Classify the Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel like if people see the chinks in my armor they re going to decide that i m this fucked up person dismiss me as a hot mess and not want to be around me anymore
im grabbing a minute to post i feel greedy wrong
i homophobic men repressed homosexual feelings paranoia projection a tragic story how dangerous sexual repression is
im feeling really adventurous maybe white
i wasn t feeling pressured even if this was the longest race and the one i expected the most from
i feel like my printing classes at quiltcon particularly the one with lizzy brought me back to something that i felt so passionate about years ago but had pushed aside thinking i needed to pursue a more practical life
i feel extremely proud to live in a country where i can help to decide how i want my country run
i really feel that we are progressing towards a society that is more fearless incrementally throwing away seemingly rigid boundaries like paranoia over security of one s belongings a href http www
i was feeling pretty triumphant i had held a little conversation with the cashier and she didn t realize i was deaf
i feel like im the one to be blamed for all things
i did not do all this to feel pretty might i add
i feel ashamed that i again let it come that far
i feel like it here are ten of the many sites that keep me entertained on a daily basis
i feel quite naughty but the
i feel very strange today
i want to feel like i m important
ive been feeling like im running on empty and fearful that ill get my usual progression of sinus infection to walking pneumonia so ive been pounding the a href http www
i realized grudgingly that a feeling of discontent had begun to rise in me
i feel this isn t part of the agreement this isn t the casual friendship we built up to make being around each other bearable
i will adress those issues and attempt to reason with them so they may feel less threatened and more supported and loved
i have a feeling if he balks at the soup it will be divine enough for me to finish all by myself
i hate ever putting anyone in awkward situations and ever causing anyone to feel unwelcome such thoughts strain my heart so
i feel pretty most of the time
i feel very reluctant to have to walk through
i feel pathetic because i feel like you never once called me your bestfriend and i just continued to call you my bff and i just get treated like a friend
i cannot speak for others but all i know is i feel i am the most successful prettiest version of myself when i walk out of my starbucks with my red cup holiday cup in hand