Why is life so not fair? Can people respond to this question like it's the first time they hear it?

I want to die I want to die I want to die I want to die and I want to die. I just found a hard not-movable lump under my chin. Why is it that I have to face so many misfortunes one after another? I just want to live happy like everyone else and I really just want people to tell me it's OK to live. And at least have a single piece of earnest-ness in their words and not preach about Christianity then telling me it's OK for every single person in the universe to live. I just want to get into a crazy car ac or something and die instantly...