Sometimes I regret not killing myself earlier…
Now that I have more friends than before, I’m scared of hurting them if I do end up killing myself. It probably wouldn’t affect them as much but just in case they do care about me more than I think they do. 

I know I wouldn’t cause I’m scared of death, but one day if I get over my fear who knows what will happen.

Never been diagnosed with depression or anything, don’t even know if I’m actually depressed or just seeking attention but ya know…those thoughts just come up