Is this my Found Angel?

My beautiful girl
There's a problem, no
Ive got 99 problems
I cant see you
You spin around me
I wish I could grow out of this
I remember what you use to tell me
When the rain would come, we'd kiss
We could run, but we had nothing to run from
No shoes?
No shirt, Uh
But i still got service, Uh
The way you lie, but not to me
Is this an Illusion?
Every second is a Bang
When you flirt
I wanna kiss you nice
When we get what we love
When every thing is broken but us
Until I love you hard
We found love in our hopeless night
Our night starts here
Let me buy you a drink
Kiss you
Love you with my hot services
Your my best shot of love
Will you be my Angel?

Dads Old Mustache

Dear Diary,

I remember when dad would eat with me, play with me and do his Dougie with me. We would fish and fish till our skin turned red from the sun.

He would always work on machines, engines and anything that moved or operated, maybe that's why he worked on submarines.

I remember when dad was still here.
When we would go to the beach together, but now when I see the sandy beach all I can think about is how these were where his last steps were in the early June mourning in 44.

He said he would always come back.
So until then, I love you Daddy.

Sincere

Sincere love, sincere hate, sincere happiness, sincere sadness.
Sincerity is an expression of seriousness, weather it is for the good or for the bad.
Sincere compassion for somebody is like a dying care for another, like a lock made out of the finest substance in the universe locking them away from any harm.
Sincere love is like the sky, clear and happy and when things get in the way like the sun, it always passes and when it rains tear drops, it always subsides and sun shines down.
Sincerity is a loving compassion for emotion.