Instruct: Classify the emotion expressed in the given Twitter message into one of the following six: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i focus on it the better i feel ive been writing this post on what makes me truly happy after being inspired by the happiness project and its seems like the most simple thing but its so eye opening
i feel he has been a terrific captain and hes played very well for us taylor said
i feel for you despite the pain makes me suspicious that it might be so
i hunger for anything i feel ferocious like a tiger
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i am feeling emotional about something or other positive or otherwise
i was made to feel like it was my fault that i couldn t control my husband and his violent behavior if they even believed it existed
i feel alarmed her fingers gripping tight i see her pleading eyes so i start to disguise and say that everythings alright
i feel like i was aching for the summer to come and now it is slipping away so fast but doesnt it always
i will say that a little piece of me feels agitated when i watch discussions on race and there will i style color font family georgia serif font size px line height
i walked around my yard and even got down by the waterside of the lake i live by i couldnt feel my fingers it was so cold
i just went out into the garden and you can feel its hot but the wind is ridiculous
i started this blog with pure intentions i must confess to starting to feel a little disheartened lately by the knowledge that there doesnt seem to be anybody reading it
i feel like im more hated than celebrated and i cant wait till the day i can say i made it
im feeling so insecure financially right now that i dont want to spend the
ive been reading again and feeling pleasantly surprised to find my reading list contained four similar books a fine chance to compare and contrast differ
i wrote deepika feeling very discouraged and thinking this silhouette just would not work for me
i feel weird a href http bondmusings
i scanned through several old blog posts and i could still feel the hurt from them
im betraying my youth and class origins here but the working world still feels very strange to me
id like to think i could live happily away from home but i know id definitely feel homesick id miss my friends and our fun outings the most
i was made to feel ashamed of who i was
i wasnt feeling mad at god or angry for him allowing this to happen to me i was just sad
i feel like ive had to fake my feelings a lot more often then i would have liked to
im feeling pretty guilty for not even being in the library whilst writing this so imma get my stuff together and dramatically exclaim
i feel a little disheartened but i dont think i feel bad as maybe i should