Why not die?

Fuck you guys, I'm deathly scared of death. I hate the idea of me not being able to think, exist,...be. I don't care if I was a fucking vegetable, I would still like the ability to think.

But.. you could be over the hills and far away, or maybe on the dark side of the moon.

I really don't fear death it going to happen to me someday, hopefully not until I am old and do everything I want. But if I am going to die, then so be it. I don't fear what I can't control.