Heartless Selfish Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

But no, you didn't because of one pathetic piece of sh*t you call a heart. Mhmm, I have a pathetic, terrible heart. But still, I know I can't go around hurting innocent people who have nothing to do with our lives. And it is better to have that one pathetic, terrible heart than a heartless monster like you. Gradually, their voices were rising up as they shouted out to each other.

And look where it got us. How dared I think of doing it again? I stepped back from Red, her touch suddenly burning me. "If you choose her, you'll just let her die too. You don't care enough. You've always been selfish." Selfish. Selfish. Selfish. The word began to pelt all over, leaving welts of pain on my body. The welts were so itchy. I started to scratch. The itch didn't reduce. I need to get out of these clothes.

“You’re selfish, Natasha. Selfish and gutless.” The words sliced straight through my chest. He didn’t shout them—he didn’t need to. The quiet way he said them made them sharper, heavier. More real. I stood frozen, my cloak clutched around me like it could shield me from the burn of his stare. “You think this is bravery?” His lips curled, not in a smile but in something more wicked. “Showing up here at the last moment, acting like you came to save us? No. You didn’t come for us—you came for yourself. You came to put on a show, to make yourself feel better.” His eyes blazed, silver catching the moonlight. “It’s pathetic.”

She will remain close , not by my side, but within reach. Selfish? Perhaps. But I no longer care. Let the world call me cruel, heartless, beastly , they’d be right. Because I am nothing more than that: A heartless beast.

I blurt. "Power over my happiness mom,how selfish and self centered are you?" He questions disgustingly. Selfish!?. My every actions are towards their happiness and he tags me self centered?,how absurd and ungrateful. "Listen Damien,my every action has been beneficial to you boys. None were personal nor self centered,that you need understand" I clarify. "Speak for Drake!" He scoffs. Now he sounds selfish and self centered. After all showered love and sacrifices and he tags me the selfish one?. How ungrateful is he?.

“Sisters don’t manipulate. They don’t lie. And they definitely don’t throw life-altering requests in your face after ignoring you for years.” His eyes darkened. “Are you always this selfish?” I stepped forward, toe-to-toe with him now. “Selfish?” I echoed. “That word again. You’re standing there with your dead-eyed face, handing me a contract like it’s a business proposal, and I’m selfish?” My hand curled tighter around the folder, the weight of it turning heavier by the second. “You’re just as arrogant and insufferable as the news say,” I spat. “You think you can control everything, don’t you? That the world exists just to serve your twisted little plans. Well fuck you, Mr Billionaire.”

“You say your heart belongs to another, yet you want me entirely. That’s not just selfish, it’s cruel.” He smiled, slow and knowing, like a man amused by the ignorance of someone not yet playing the full game. “Selfishness is a matter of perspective,” he replied, his voice laced with something darker beneath its calm surface. “What I want is simple. If I have you, I have all of you. But you must understand, Roisin, some ghosts never leave. My love for Azmariah… it doesn’t vanish just because you walked in.”

“I can’t believe she has still not come back to her senses after so much evil she’s done.” “That is how heartless she is. She doesn’t believe she is hurting anyone. People like her are selfish and they would go to any extent to make sure they get what they want.” “I’m so sorry this ruined your mood.” “I am just concerned about Hailey. I think I’m going to go over to her place.”

It's the least I can do for you. But can I be there for you, cheering, when he holds your hand? No, I can't. Because I'm selfish. Because I still feel that... the desire to make you mine. I can suppress it and leave here, but I can't see someone else holding your hand. Because still, I wanna be the man who makes you happy. But I can never force myself on you. I can't force you to accept me in your life. I've realized that no matter how much money I make, it can't get me your love. I can change the world for you but I can't change your heart.

Debutant balls, fundraisers, charities, community, and now even my own happiness. The more I think while we journey on to wherever it is we are going the more I begin to resent all the aspects of my life that have driven me to this point of self betrayal. Maybe it would be better off if I stayed gone a bit longer. Let all parties conduct their businesses as they may. I have nothing to lose at this point. Yet at the same time I’m not sure exactly what I want either.