How To : Be A Better Listener

7 Simple steps to being a better you

1. When someone is telling you their problems, remember it's not a competition ; so please don't try to bombarde them with similar stories about yourself.

2. Always, always give them your full face and body

3. Do I even have to add , please don't cross your hands, you will come across as judgemental.

4. Paraphrase what they told you, thus making sure you actually understand what they are trying to tell you.

5. Sometimes, people just want to be heard; not every story is begging for your advice or input. So unless asked...just f**king hear them out and stop trying to solve everyone's problem. You have two ears and one mouth for a reason.

6. If you understand , vocalise it "I understand"

7. Now repeat 1-6.

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To my lover.

Photo by: Anjelicek on DeviantArt 2010 "Lovers by the river" You are the prayer that exceeded expectations. The reassurance that restores my life An unknown that became my guide Soul Tears that never came to pass You're misery that never actualised You are life, my life. To be by your side , life and death the same My beautiful hiba .

"Read All About It (Pt. III)"

"You've got the words to change a nation But you're biting your tongue You've spent a life time stuck in silence Afraid you'll say something wrong If no one ever hears it how we gonna learn your song? You've got a heart as loud as lions So why let your voice be tamed? Maybe we're a little different There's no need to be ashamed You've got the light to fight the shadows So stop hiding it away At night we're waking up the neighbours While we sing away the blues Making sure that we're remembered, yeah Cause we all matter too If the truth has been forbidden Then we're breaking all the rules Let's get the TV and the radio To play our tune again It's 'bout time we got some airplay of our version of events There's no need to be afraid I will sing with you my friend I wanna sing, I wanna shout I wanna scream 'til the words dry out So put it in all of the papers, I'm not afraid They can read all a...

The minds who fell out of time

To you what is life is to me where death awaits. Slow is to catch where the fire smoked. But to burn brighter than the forecast . A Sun sets slowly and lowly a fiery ball of doom. Steadily stealthy the night comes. Death awaits. But we are a people without time.

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