Hey! I'm It_Aint_A_Scene, and I'm really not that interesting of a person... Go about your business now.

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I asked Jesus, "How much do you love me?" He never answered. I waited a day, week, month, year. I lost hope. On the first day of the second year, the Doctor placed a hand on my shoulder, and said, "It's ok. You have us." Turning around, I saw Sherlock, John, Dean, Sam, and Castiel standing with The Doctor, and I knew they were all I needed. They were all I would ever need again. If you love Jesus, put this in your status. 87% won't do it. 3% will. 10% will brush it off as the ramblings of a madman, as did many to the great men of Superwholock.