Big thank you to biology class for this one

Let's see, how angry/angsty/emo do I feel like being today...hmm...got it! Make way for the swearing and whatnot:

Clear me out and push me aside
to make way for every other bitch
that may so decide to befriend the asshole you've become.
You're just so impressive, aren't you?
So many talents,
so many friends,
so many goddamned interests,
so many things that just aren't you.
I really, sincerely hope you enjoy hell
or whatever "life" comes to you
when the next broken heart carries out exactly what I want to do
every time I look your way.
Or even better,
the emptiness that follows when you become the victim.
To be honest,
no one gives a shit about what you do.
They're just scared of you is all.

Why the fuck do I want you back?
You're an ass, you broke my heart,
and I know it,
so could you kindly just shut the hell up?
And get away from here, anywhere, everywhere.
No one wants you around, really,
except, apparently, stupid me that enjoys the abuse
and heartache.

But go back to the September you.
You remember.
You couldn't forget.
That's when I made you.


No, this is SOOOOOOOOO not about anyone in particular...or is it?