Todays moms b-day, i wonder if she even knows. Probably not,y wud she, shes probably so doped up on crack she dont even know the day of the year. y is she like this, not a care in the world, but her and her crack. do i care, of course i do. do i pretend i dont? yea i do all the time, not wanting others to know the true feeling of what i feel inside. mom and her crack, shes been like this as long as i can remember, i thought or just hoped somewhat that she would change, but was i wrong, really wrong. i can remember clearly the day i started to have the hate i feel for her today, she said only 5 words, hateful words, to me. they were "i dont care about you", she had said other words to me to like "im the one who needs to be happy not u, i dont care what u think" and things like that. what kind of mother would say that to her own daughter only daughter at that, that she hardly ever seen at the time and now she dont even see me at all. a mother who only cares about herself would say that. a mother without a care in the world, a mother on crack.