One can only handle so much.

by Leafy

First published September 4th, 2021 15:00

Contains: Suicide, self harm, and death.

Life can be beautiful as a child, and some what good in your pre-teen ages. But as you get older, you start to understand that life isn't always beautiful.

Take surn for example. After going through a lot, he's finally hit rock bottom.

He doesn't want to live this life anymore, and with what little magic he has left, just what does he do with it?

So yeh, I guess this takes place during New day, same life; but with a different turn of events.

I'm fine. I really am fine. ~Gdnoname130

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Because, it's true.

Because, it's true.
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One can only handle so much.

Because, it's true.

Surn. Most people know him as annoying, and most find him cool.

But what do we really know about him? Let's find out...

It was a typical afternoon in Equestria, and everyone was roaming about, and most coming back after a good day of work. Even students from Canterlot high were coming out from a long day as well.

Well... Not everyone.

Surn was just coming out of his house to do some shopping at a local convince store with the limited amount of money he had.

"The good thing is that I can buy some chips, a soda, and gum." Surn said to himself. "That will last me a few days, or if I am lucky, a week."

Ever since Surn was fired from his job, the purple humanoid hedgehog was doing his very best to save up his money to pay his house bills, and buy food for himself. But even that was being proven impossible to do.

"If only I could find a job that will just help me for god sake, then I wouldn't be so broke..."

Give or take a good five minutes later, Surn was looking for snacks to purchase. But, most were even expensive (for Surn), or just not good enough.

"You know what? Fuck this. I'm tired of having to walk around this stupid aisle just to find some food to put in my god damn mouth." Surn mumbled to himself.

"I-i think I can help.."

Surn quickly turned around to look for who the hell was talking to him...

Only to find out that it was his ex-girlfriend, Fluttershy.

"Oh, it's you." He said in a dry tone.

Fluttershy looked down on herself; what did she do this time?

"Um... Hello Surn. I couldn't help but overhear what you said.. Do you need-"

"Give me one reason why I should ask you, out of everyone one else, help?" Surn said angrily, while cutting off Fluttershy right before she could finish her sentence.

"But, I just want to help.. I can't watch you suffer, it hurts me a lot.." Fluttershy said while her head was pointed towards the ground.

"Stop lying! You always love to see me suffer! Ever since we broke up, all you did was brag on how you have a fucking boyfriend, while- arugh!"

At this point, Fluttershy looked really hurt. All she wanted to do was just Surn, and it just ended up in something she was avoiding the whole time.

"I'm sorry Surn. I really should really shouldn't have helped you in the first place." She said, this time with a more stern expression. "You really don't deserve help from anyone."

Surn let go if his fists. Again. It happened again. Why do I do this to my self...

Fluttershy walked away from Surn, taking her shopping cart with her. As for Surn, he left the store empty handed and went back home to take care of some.. "important business."

Another five minutes later, Surn quickly unlocked his door, and made a dash towards his bathroom, and quickly opened the door, and turned one the light.

"Fuck... Where is it... It has to be- ah ha!"

He grabbed a pack of very sharp razors, looked at his arm, which was showing signs of previous cuts.

With a quick deep breath, Surn used what little magic he had left to make a nice huge cut extending to his wrist.

"There we go.. much better. Next time, I'll make sure I don't talk to anyone like that ever again."

Loads of blood was dripping down his arm. But all he did was just watch.

And watch.

Until he passed out and hit the ground.

After what felt like a good 7 hours, Surn finally came to his senses. The huge wound on his arm got somewhat better, and he wasn't happy about that.

"Fucking hell... Why couldn't that cut lose more blood? I just want to die.."

Eventually, Surn got up and proceed to make his was to his room, where his journal was. He opened it up, and read through it.

"I really don't understand what was the point of this stupid book. Like, why did I even write in it?" He asked himself.

At this point, you could say that Surn himself needs some mental help, but Surn hates looking for some mental help. He looked outside his window to only find out that it was already nighttime, and the city lights were giving out a beautiful display.

"If only I was that beautiful as the city at night.. too bad I look like a huge piece of shit.." Surn said to himself. "Oh well."

Surn closed the blinds, and made his way over to the kitchen that was... Somewhat full. From a good perspective, his kitchen barely had anything to eat, save for the dish soap that was half full.

"It's a good thing I have just a small bag of cereal that is very dry. That should make this my dinner."

Surn then proceed to eat his dry cereal while checking his phone. Just a bunch of messages from his friends Bumble, Fallout, and Azan. Nothing out of the normal. Just them checking to see if he was okay.

Of course like normal, he simply ignored the messages and continued to scroll through Facebook.

"Look at these guys, having fun, smiling.. Something I can never do." Surn said to himself once again.

Six hours had passed since Surn was scrolling through his phone. What time even was it? 10am, 5am? He had no clue. All he knew was that he was at the verge of losing it.

"I can't keep doing this, I can't. No one wants me at this point. The longer I stay, the more I make things worse for everyone."

Surn began to walk towards his room, while looking at an old photo of his friends from Tikucen. He then placed the photo down on his bed, and began to do what he would never do.

"Goodbye guys. And goodbye Fluttershy. It really was nice knowing you all.."

Using the last bit of his magic, he was able to create a blade sharp enough to create a deep wound inside of him. Without a second thought he quickly jabbed the sword through his heart and...

It was over.

It was another usual afternoon in Equestria. Everyone was wandering about their normal lives, and some people were even leaving work.

No one knew about Surn's death. Not even his ex-girlfriend, not even his friends.

A huge blood puddle sat on the floor of his bedroom, with some getting on the walls and his bed. And on the floor layed a dead Surn Flasher, not even making a movement or sound.

Surn.. was no more.

End.

Author's Note

Hey, No name 13 here.

I just want to say, I am fine. What this story is about is just basically how my life feels. And I just wanted to get this out of my head for once.

I'm fine. Trust me. ~Gdnoname130