That Friend

Everyone has that one friend. The one who never stops talking about them self? The one who is so outright rude to you, you wonder why you are even their friend? That's the one. One who is so self righteous and tears everyone, -including you- down, as if that will help them look better. One who you have to compliment and agree and tell them exactly what the want to hear or they throw a fit. One who always wants to hangout with you... and if you have plans to hangout with another person, they explode and are rude about it. A down-grader of all your other friends, to make themselves look superior and like the best person to be friends with in the world. A talker, never a listener. Not the kind of person you would ever go to if you were upset or needed advice. They would tell you your problem was stupid and to stop crying because crying is dumb. Even though, they have cried over much stupider things before to you and you comforted them and  treated their problem like it was your own. Someone who always thinks they are better then you, who is always telling you that you are not: skinny enough, dressed well enough,  pretty enough. You will never be enough for them, in their opinion anyway. Being around this friend makes you uneasy. You never know if you will be strong enough to take all their biting words without looking hurt/ crying... even though you always do when you get home. This person is not a friend, she is a bully.