Quackbur

Part 1.

Tw: drugs, alcohol, suicidal thoughts, overthinking (?) if i miss some of the triggering topics bplease inform me!
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3 kisinin gozu;
It was late in the night. It was deeply dark. The weather was so sharp and cold like a(n) new boughed(?) knife. Quackity was slowly walking around in las nevadas. His eyes were nearly closed. He was high. His feets draged him somewhere(?). He didn't even bothered to look up. His eyes were glued to the floor. He was thinking so hard about past. He missed his husbands. He was so confused about what he should feel. His nind was like a(n) tornado. His body shivered from the cold wind. He was freezing. He didn't even cared at this point. He was at a top of a hill. He then looked up to see where he was. He looked around. He didn't know where he was. But the view was amazingly fabulous. He could see the whole nevadas. He couldn't make himself stand up so he just made himself fall to the ground wishing he'll fall down from the hill. Then he falled to the freezing ground making his cold hands touch the frozen ground. His eyes started to burn and fill up. He started to cry. He didn't feel anything. He was just crying and it felt good. He then crawled back to himself and gave himself an warm and welcoming hug. He then let himself scream in pain. He felt amaizingly fine. He made himself lay on the freezingly cold ground. He still was crying but at least he was happy. He was high and drunk so it Didn't made any sense. But at least he wasn't in pain and suffering anymore. He heard a woosh (ayak sesi ama cimenlikteki). But he was too hight to worry .
From wilbur's pov;
I saw quackity laying down in this freezing night. I quickly shouted his name while running towards him. I didn't want to scare him so i slowed down. I didn't want him to do such a terrible thing....