Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i need to really appreciate not wearing a coat and feeling the hot sun and going to the pool and eating ice cream
i feel like strangling horny bastards schools people for banging our boats and not even syaing sorry
i can t even feel outraged by it
i feel a bit reluctant to write this
im feeling really stressed at work too because theyre piling so much stuff for me to do and expect me to do all this creative stuff or decorate or make this
i mainly like to text because i feel like i am so much more clever with the written word rather than the spoken
i feel like it wasnt that bad but i probably wouldnt have told you that in the moment
i feel nervous about going back to america not knowing what to expect the transition to be like
talking to a very good friend who had just had a very bad experience which was changing his whole way of looking at life etc
i am too fragile to feel too vulnerable of pain and too easy for tears
i feel grouchy at one point then it changes to a panic then to having this feeling like someone or something is after me
i feel repressed enough as it is and these sorts of repressive measures and guidelines only succeed in making me want to have more sex and partaking of the revelry that comes with being a dirty slut
i had a horrible tragedy something that i was terribly ashamed of or something that was causing me great pain or that was making me feel vulnerable i have more than just one or two very trusted people who i know i could call for help
i am not feeling as joyful as some might urge me to
i feel rude for ignoring your plea for help and its all your fault
i feel about kids and this just about broke my heart
i have noticed that if i go with out i start to feel irritated at him or easily annoyed by the things he does i feel this tiny ache inside of me almost unnoticeable the first few days as if a tiny hair had burrowed its way into my foot
i hardly feel deprived
i am crushed and think of suicide but i will not ever ever give up on my kids i will fight and prove her psychotic behavior to everyone she has noconscience and feels joy to hurt me but i will prevail
im caught up on sleep and no longer feel like a zombie im excited to focus on being a good wife mother and homemaker again
i can genuinely say from the bottom of my heart that i feel absolutely thankful
i feel like everything i have ever valued is now stripped
i should feel ashamed
i feel like when i left scad i was finally coming into my own and making work that impressed people
i hope i did not make you feel greedy o shit i hope i did not make you feel greedy or whore like sniiiiifff honey i was just trying to make you feel loved and happy
i was working at a certain place and everyday after work dad would come to pick me up one day he did not come