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B.A.B.D.

Bitch Ass Babby Daddy

I should've known it was going to be toxic when he snatched french fries out of my hands. I  was 3 months pregnant and very hungry. We were having lunch at a steak house in midtown. That was the first time I found myself holding back tears in public but it wasn't the last.

About The Authors

This is a safe space. A collection of true stories submitted by a group of writers. We hope you enjoy our low-cost short stories. Names of people have been changed to protect us from lawsuits by bitch asses. #guaranteedHuman because you can't make this sh!t up. Thank you for supporting the Single Mom Fund.

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Each story has been registered with the U.S. Copyright office. We've also disabled taking screenshots.

 

 

Everyone has a story to tell. Some women have doozies! A random moment that reminds of that one time her bitch ass baby daddy did some wild sh!t. If you think your story could help another person in need - of a smile, direction, or comfort in knowing they're not alone - submit your story! Email us at MyStory@BitchAssBabyDaddy.com 

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