I'm so sick of fighting up to live. To survive. I hate this planet called earth. I hate people, sometimes. 

I just want to be free. I want to live. I want reason that my existence is not only good for suffering &amp; pain. I feel like I'm dragging to reach somewhere, along with misfortune. Sometimes I wish I didn't have to worry. I wish I could be cuddled up with 0 worries. I don't know why always feel this way. Just a stupid rant. Sigh.