Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i cant hate too much because i feel like shes looking pretty damn flawless in these pics
i am thankful for my family and i ll write a post on that at some point too but really i just want to feel thankful for my jobs that i have now
i feel increasingly fond of coppers
i feel horrible for making everyone else so worried
im still not sure why reilly feels the need to be so weird
i feel so weird and scattered with all wonders about a million different things
i hate feeling so despised and detested by someone who i truly care for and completely love
i cant feel the pain but i feel the aching ness of my cheek dont know if its because of the long period of opening my mouth
i was feeling and was surprised when i told him i felt fine no fatigue
i wasnt feeling all that hot and i was moving well
i feel and bring him and coming against a savage the wax doll in the clouds blown across to tak my own feeling that be the bare feet were they were moving fast as i brought it as i love in a time for he yet i made him
im feeling a little overwhelmed
i feel selfish for it
im thinking about death at the moment and feeling really sad because my lovely uncle shaun has died
i think that however nice these people are they make you feel paranoid that you are doing something wrong
i kept staring at her quivering flower feeling that it was like a violent flower in time lapse photography a flower shivering with vigorous growth as it accelerated out to the flickering sun racing sky heralding the end of our relationship before it had even started
i feel such morose sentiments floating around my brain
i now feel a longing for knowledge
i must tell you that i have been doing much more yoga lately and i feel all lovely and loose in my joints and muscles
i do realize that this is a unique situation and is by no means representative of the majority of amazing birth moms out there who make hard decisions in the best interests of their children but i can t help but feel jaded by the experience
i have switched songs as that one was beginning to make me feel a little melancholy and who the fuck needs that
i mean i feel like i always have to be someone else for people to like me becuase they wont understand my sarcastic side
i feel like since i missed out on so much school my brain is craving knowledge of any form
i go on these walks with my mother in the evenings i feel this frantic anxious energy from her as if shes losing her daughter and doesnt know how to win her back
i hurt your feelings or angered you with my last rant im sorry
i feel naughty saying how beautiful it was feeling that heat on my bones yesterday