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I've posted my stories on my journals but they also have one-shot that I probably won't post here. Also I'll be posting bonus material for the Church Chanel verse once they stop being spoilers.

Church Channel Bonus Stuff

Night of Lord and Cold Waves are on a short hiatus. Only till I've had time to go over the previous chapters and fix them up.

Birthday: Augest 13

Favorite Quotes:

-Truths are illusions which we have forgotten are illusions

-I always say, you never know what a man is truly made of until you peel the skin off his face one piece at a time

-There probably isn't any meaning in life, but perhaps you can find something interesting to do while you are alive. Like how you found that flower. Like how I found you

-He who writes in blood and aphorisms does not want to be read, he wants to be learned by HEART

-I like it. It's got that what-a-cruel-world-let's-toss-ourselves-in-the-abyss type ambience

-I go, knowing that she cries for you, but mourns for me

-I'd probably make a mediocre husband. I won't console you or take you out and I'd probably kill you... but I am nice to look at

-This is great, chaos is great, Chaos was what killed the dinosaurs, darling

-I'm not upset you lied to me, I'm upset that from now on I can't believe you

-It's better to die on your feet then live on your knees

-If you don't stand for something you'll fall for everything

-Castiel: You seem troubled. Of course, that's a primary aspect of your personality so I usually ignore it.

-Castiel: Outside today, in the garden, I followed a honeybee. I saw the route of flowers. It's all right there, the whole plan. There's nothing to add.

-When Castiel first laid a hand on you in Hell, he was lost!

-Dean: You know what? You’re right. I’m not going to kill her. I think slow torture’s the way to go

-Dean : What do you want me to do, Sam, huh? Sit around all day writing sad poems about how I’m going to die? You know what, I’ve got one. Let’s see, what rhymes with "Shut up, Sam"?

-Castiel: I’m the one that gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.