a thankful moment 2 remember

once when i was little, my mother made me so mad, that my obvious logical thinking was to cover my entire room, every square inch, with yellow post-it notes that simply stated "i fuken hate you bitch". i don't even remember the event that spawned the creation of those post-it's, nor does it fuken matter, for covering my room was obviously the true substance derived from that experience... furthermore, let me state that it makes me feel gitty as a virgin on prom night that i did that. haha, yeah., for no other reason than.. "cauz".., and ummm, if my world was reality, mutha fukahs would be covering all their retarded sacred spaces with such post-it notes. at work, in bathrooms, family gatherings, church, etc. etc., instead of being the waste of space that most of you people are.