Banal to Zealot ~ Perdition to Vindicate! (Free writing exercise)

Growing up, finding a new word to either abase, abate, even define my abhor towards another, such a handy anomaly as the 'vocabulary list' aggrandized my toolbox of insults and/or adroit abhor for others.  So were the days of adolescence, posturing, postulating, rebelling against society in my own vain anarchy, defying authority, and animosity toward my parents.  And while reflecting on the triggers to this end, my autonomy bolstered by my blithe attitude, would cajole the verbiage within without regard to application, let alone applicability, save my life, let alone my outward persona. Such immaturity exuded untold instances of arrogance, ignorance, at my expense, nonetheless.  Not till years later, would such avarice for distinction, or blatant outbursts with my untrained vocabulary, would there be a realization that the use of a language is a skill, not a toolbox of handy words to hurl across the tongue.  I have to laugh at my own learning curve in this regard, as in this paragraph alone, the temptation to eviscerate my ego is seen within this piece.  Just for fun, poking at my own humanity, and weak use of humor to poke at the past assignments.  So what?  I'm a buffoon captivated in my carp of my own acerbity.  LOL!