Everyone knows her better as Super Head, but let's be real - - Karrine Steffans has far surpassed her original come up into the game. She's a NY Times best selling author and someone whose blatant honesty and candor I've always enjoyed. Love her or hate her, she's interesting and I'm all about interesting people.Today (read: moments ago) I stumbled across the NecoleBitchie post showing Karrine's late night twitter rant against her husband. All I can say is wow!!! Every woman has felt the way she's felt as one time or another... and if you haven't? Consider it in your future. Seriously. I don't necessarily agree with airing dirty laundry (I'm more the type to throw it in the wash at my own place lol...), but I can appreciate the trainwreck that is her marriage and the self-esteem her husband is sure to be scraping off the floor. Does this woman know how to reduce a man to nothingness or what! Not sure if it's a quality skill to have, but the shit is hilarious!!
Karrine's Twitter Rant:
Sometimes, in relationships, the pleasure is all theirs. Alone, I am a superhero. With you, I am a mere mortal. You deplete me. I’m tired of being your upgrade. We are not equally yoked. You really deserve someone more basic. I’m tired of pretending your mediocracy is okay with me. I’m tired of pretending I don’t miss G650′s. I’m tied of pretending you’re not a burden.I’m tired of pretending I don’t deserve a f-cking BOSS! I’m tired of you driving my car. Stop telling me you love me as if you’re doing me some sort of favor. I don’t need you to love me. I love me. I’m tired of pretending like you shouldn’t be intimidated by the other men in my life. Cuz you should. I’m tired of pretending as if I support your bullshit dreams. I’m tired of pretending your d-ck isn’t the smallest d-ck I’ve ever seen in my life. Cuz it is. I’m tired of pretending your favorite rapper didn’t just beat it up on Friday. I’m tired of paying for everything.
I’m tired of you taking all this sh-t for granted as if you ever deserved any of it. Give me my Mac back. For real tho. I’m tired of washing your wack ass clothes. I hate your whole face. I’m tired of acting like the sex is good.I hate when you roll all the way over onto my side of the bed to hold me. I’m over here for a reason. Did I mention I’m tired of paying for everything? Okay.I’m tired of giving you the game.I’m tired of pretending you’re anything more than a bum. I should’ve just hired you as a cook and kept it moving. I’m tired of congratulating you for accomplishing minuscule sh-t. I’m tired of you begging.
I’m tired of moaning when I can’t feel anything!I’m tired of having to think about someone else to get off. I’m tired of having to lock my phone when you’re around.I’m tired of taking showers with you. Can I get a moment! Damn! Yes. He’s better than you. Next question. All night. ‘Til 6 in the morning. Next question.Yes. And I didn’t have to pay for none of it. Next question. Presidential suite. Next question. About 10 inches. Next question.69. Next question. Like a boss. Next question. Balls deep. Next question. I’m tired of having to pretend you’re not the 3rd worst decision I’ve ever made.You should really be with that one chick who bagged our groceries this weekend. That’s more your speed.
So, why do I call her every woman's hero? Well, I can personally attest to having felt some of the same feelings and wishing I had the balls to put someone on blast. I'm not that messy... but don't we all wish we had a messy friend whose ratchet ways and loose lips we could vicariously live through? Come to think of it, I'm sure I fill that spot for a few of my friends lol... but when you're that friend who do you look to? Look no further than Karrine!
The last time I put a relationship on blast was back in 2009 when my then boyfriend had failed to ever get the electricity at our condo put into his name. Very mild in comparison, but I received an earful for those posts.
So, blogging family - - when is the last time you put someone on relationship front street?
