r.i.p. bedroom spider friend

i just "accidentally" killed a spider and i feel bad. 
i was laying in bed trying to fall asleep (with no success for the past few hours) and this big furry son of a bitch crawled up the wall right in front of my face. i jumped up cus im jumpy, but i started trying to figure out a way to get this super fast spider outside but then he started crawling toward my lil wayne action figure on the shelf and some type of stupid ass instinct revealed itself and i said out loud "i gotta get him oh shit" and then i grabbed a paint color swatch i got at home depot, hopped on my bed, and smashed him into the wall. it felt like that far cry game for the wii where they give him them government tweaker steroid shots and for the rest of the game you can just shake the nunchuck and he go stupid and his veins start poppin out n shit. but specifically i just HAD 2 kill that spider. sorry man. i wish i could've set you free :c im sorry to you too, weezy