Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i sing i swim this feels like a pleasant passing of time song
ive found some truly wonderful people for which i feel so incredibly blessed to have met
when i was cycling past a parked car someone opened the door and nearly pushed me off my bike and into the traffic
i found it hard to feel for any of the supporting cast who eventually became late night snacks for the vampires
i cant do anything about it except for feel devastated i cant do anything practical about it yet
i searched long and hard for a bad review telling me that i shouldnt buy into something i feel so apprehensive about but i only found that people loved and swore by f
i still have not received any letter from moe and i admit that im starting to feel slightly troubled about it
i feel like i am alone in this world other days i feel like i am surrounded or being closed in on and just want to be alone
i don t feel sorry for wisdom i know how many sleep hui live to be now and enthusiasm for the new china s socialist construction work
i have really come up against some intense struggles since moving in here and i have to say i am very proud at the way we are giving each other the respect to feel however we need to feel mad stressed whatever and yet we still pull together to fix the issue
i don t like feeling assaulted by a song no matter how much inspiration and integrity is backing up the blows
i arrived home with a strange feeling of happiness and discontent
i feel those feelings coming back all those hateful jealous paranoid feelings that used to torture me relentlessly
im feeling hot already after tackling the front hedge
i feel pressured to write because i pressure myself to write or at least that it s just ingrained to do so
i feel depressed moody and just lethargic and tired
i could feel that strange paralysis all over my body arms and hands except this odd little force field was not holding down my middle fingers forefingers or thumbs
i feel so accepted
i feel like i need to be some tortured soul in order to create words or whatever
i feel pretty lame all together so i will stop here and share a bit more of my fudgy mediocre doodles
i wish i could say fuck you to people who make me feel insecure for ever to have existed
im not feeling too hot this week so it has been a minor struggle but im pushing through and trying to smile my way through it
i can t help but feeling weird when opening every closet in an apartment that somebody s still living in so i didn t
i have been following your blog i feel like ive gotten to know the real you not some filtered version or a fake internet persona of who youd like to be
i feel horrible about all of this
i feel grouchy tonight