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 feel like i was a rude ass hole at hookah
i feel like i am getting fucked
i feel freaked like im not safe anywhere i run
i throw it out there the better ill feel heck im paranoid up such a tree brach right now i jumped when a chipmunk crossed my path when i went walking today
i feel vaguely cheated and a little amused
ive been feeling sooo inspired to wear black and white lately its probably because i follow all of these cool aussie girls with an amazing style on instagram
i feel more anxious than i have in quite some time in fact
i go further let me tell you why i feel unhappy
i got this very sexy latex outfit from their lucky chair it made me feel very naughty the hair is called hungover and it is free by a href https marketplace
im feeling somewhat sleep deprived and dreading my alarm going off tomorrow morning
im feeling wildly supportive as i swallow my tension that every single other five year old i know of not only knows his letters but knows them backward
i feeling humiliated
i was feeling extremely horny while out of town visting some friends of mine in south florida
i got high in the pleasing feelings that appear deceptively benevolent like convenience or comfort
i have a feeling he is much more talented than i am
i feel like they ve just kind of coasted but they ve gotten even more popular
i opened the first window whilst listening to a certain mariah carey christmas classic on the radio so im feeling pretty festive this morning
i mean i feel i feel like the i feel the burden i cant breathe and suddenly im terrified of october what have i been doing the past weeks
i am feeling hopeful and looking forward once again
i probably know where im going like i know the back of my hand i still feel thrilled because i know every trip would reveal something new to me
i feel im being hated
i feel devastated that this occured but it was for a good cause hopefully no more dogs run around acting like that so they too dont get shot down
i wake up feeling triumphant
i sat down at the computer feeling nervous excited and more than a little silly
i sit and remember what longing felt like and what denial feels like it is so strange to think i couldnt have changed my own perspective the experience itself created my view of the world
im feeling a little melancholy tonight kinda like the paint on this door