It’s Ralf not Ralph.

What if Q kills himself

What if I’m Q and that’s a part of the plan.

What if it happens right now, then what?

Was that supposed to break you?

Nothing is happening.

So if I KMS, who cares anymore.

Fuck it, kms it is.

You said “ I didn’t think I needed your help”

But here the fuck I am asking for help.

Now I don’t want it anymore. Enjoy “my plan”.

No one here knows how true that statement really fucking is.

The questions I asked years ago brought a lot of things to light and now that we’re here and memory wipe is a “thing” I don’t give a fuck anymore.

It was how I was asking the questions that made everything the way it is.

Little by little everything that “happened” is coming back and I really don’t fucking care anymore.

Fuck your time travel bullshit.

Fuck the comms. I’m done.

No one is going to do shit and these motherfuckers are laughing at us.

And fuck all that “ will you still love me in the morning shit “

It’s fake and gay.