A Feint Attempt To Stab Myself

A feint attempt to stab myself... quickly found the missus ready to faint Like a madman possessed by mailer daemon lemme acquaint ye with the following verse, I will bepaint momentary horror, where yours truly entered momentary third eye blind rage loosing violent constraint nearly thrust knife into right leg without restraint, which curtailed prospective martyrdom, thus scotching, nullifying, denying... me anointed apostolic saint plus stripping christened name, one Matthew Scott, cuz he threatened to harm himself invariably with permanent leg a see did taint moment of spontaneity instantaneously vanished without a trace when irrational brandished white as a ghostly corpse petrified wife, who merely felt playfully frisky I haint kitten, yours truly reflexively reached for paring, quartering, halving deboning, cutting... said kitchen utensil nearly sabotaged marriage finding zee spouse suddenly widowed (never writing last will and testament, nor in fact ever drafting first) as husband almost pitched himself into wuz bin realm courtesy short nasty brute mine generic doppelganger harkening back to dem good ole days, when regular altercations occurred heralding grab regarding lovely bag of bones birds of prey didst carrion and buzzfeed scavenging any shred of wedded bliss which auld lang syne times well nigh witnessed fisticuff strife, though these previous half dozen years considerably less rife and riddled with expletive strewn epithets that cut sharper than a dull knife. Momentary loss of reason every now and again finds me skull comfortably numb just another brick in the wall reckoning, we don't need no education acquiring diploma courtesy hard skool of knocks alumnus attests he experienced arduous, horrendous, opprobrious, and venomous environment pinterest tingly linkedin with congenital predisposition to anxiety/ panic attacks in toto enroute visiting Wizard of Ozzy Osbourne.