Every once in a while, in this grand scheme that one calls life, you might be unfortunate to run into someone of a selfish nature. Usually completely pig ignorant to the distress that they cause, these people can suck the life out of your soul and quite frankly leave you feeling like a little piece of dirt on the floor.
A selfish person cares not about anything but themselves and their selfish endeavours. Sure, there might be a thousand reasons that make them this way but it's best not to waste your valuable head-space troubling over potentialities - they sure as hell wouldn't do the same for you.
A selfish person can leave you gasping with cold hard shock at just how barefaced and brazen their behaviour can be, yet, please do not question it. You will get nowhere. Nowhere but a place where burning hot tears of frustration scald your face and your fists clench tighter than you thought possible.
A selfish person can lavish upon you all their problems, tantrums and anger and yet at the merest hint of you turning to them brush you off like like you're a piece of unbecoming fluff on their shoulder. You're nothing to them. Just a faceless morph from which they can take what they need and pay no heed.
They. Do. Not. Care.
It may take a day to get that message. A week. A month. A year. A lifetime. But one day it will ring abhorrently clear in your mind, like a painful car alarm going off at full volume, a horn blaring inside your mind - they could not care less about you.
And when it does you blink. You feel the bile rise up in your throat. You feel tearful indignation punch you in the gut and squeeze your chest. Because it hurts. It hurts a lot.
Because selfish people hurt. A lot.
But they'll never ever stop.
Because they just don't care.