urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:conall Oh, can't you see, you belong to me? How my poor heart aches with every step you take Conall Magennis : Werewolf 2009-12-24T19:48:55Z urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:conall:2384 five 2009-12-24T19:45:27Z 2009-12-24T19:48:55Z <center><img src="http://img709.imageshack.us/img709/1286/280q.png"><br /><br /><div align="right"><i>AIR TASTES LIKE FOOD</i></div></center> urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:conall:2116 four 2009-08-11T18:56:47Z 2009-08-11T18:56:47Z Hospitals smell delicious, like a candy store. urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:conall:1850 2nd November 1979 (at dusk) 2008-11-03T06:18:36Z 2008-11-03T06:18:36Z <b>the beast claws for his moon</b> urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:conall:1233 21st September 1979 2008-09-22T10:59:30Z 2008-09-22T11:15:50Z <center><font style="font-family: Freestyle Script, Apple Chancery, script;font-size:2em;">By the darkness of the moon his beast is quiescent.</font></center> urn:lj:scribbld.com:atom1:conall:784 5th February 1979 2008-02-05T20:11:19Z 2008-02-05T20:11:19Z Itch the itch only makes the itch itch.