Capehart Confessions
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Last published Wed, May 3, 2017
Anonymous confessions. These are the things that people bottle up, but here we are all more transparent. Most of these were written between the hours of midnight and 5am. That's when my emotions are most active. Read them and relate to them, or if you can't relate then you can sympathize. Just don't judge.
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