Instruct: Classify the given Twitter message into one of the six emotions: anger, fear, joy, love, sadness, and surprise.
Query: i feel an honor of my content being there
i kinda did steal joshua s customer i feel amused
i kinda feel ungrateful because everyone always writes about their friends and i never have
i dont have a yeast infection in the vagina i could be feeling irritated by yeast due to my diet so i should stop eating lots of sugary foods if i can
i feel like im not being loyal to my boyfriend even though i have not acted on my feelings for this guy
i did not realize how absolutely bad i was feeling with weight pain and the emotional toll until i was gluten free for weeks
i got home feeling miserable at my lack of shopping skillzz i remembered the bag of un opened un used make up sitting in my bedroom that i forgot all about
ill admit to feeling a little paranoid and wondering about how many others had defriended me
i feel like all i ever do anymore on the internet is bitch about my kid but seriously im amazed that so many children survive toddlerhood
i watched his face contort in sadness i began to feel regretful of my actions
im feeling really stupid and more than a bit panicky but i phone the doctors and they see me straight away
i feel loved by family and smiled at by friends
im feeling really hateful and disgruntled about my job but i sure hope i dont lose it for being late
i just feel really pissed off actually and stressed
i presented old work which made me feel guilty
i feel like they just feel guilty for treating me badly and i dont really want to go back as i wont get on the league proper anyway due to my inability to make every practice and service hours despite being a very good skater and having a good attitude toward the practices i can make
i feel hated and i feel i cant do anything right
i learned what its truely like to feel and be submissive
i am sure the pleasure of living in the open air with the sky for a roof and the ground for a table is part of the same feeling it is the savage returning to his wild and native habits
i believe that im love i believe that youre love i believe that all life experiences and emotions are inspired by and exist as love even experiences and emotions which feel fearful
im starting to feel and think as if i dont want to continue to pray for him anymore because its making me feel hopeless
i understand the feeling of a writer unsure of his skill unsure of his audience wondering if he has wasted hours and hours of his life making marks on a page
i feel so impressed with ia
i feel like im so spiteful so negative about everything and everyone now
i would take days that i would feel low tuck them away and ignore it rather than sitting in it like i had learned to do in the past to get through these moments
i do feel bad