By Amabasi Okon
Dating a Yahoo boy looks like the fastest route to enjoyment. No sweat. No grind. No hustling under the sun.
While other girls are struggling with 9–5 jobs, sitting in traffic, or learning a skill that pays peanuts, you, the girlfriend of a Yahoo boy is already cruising life on autopilot.
You don’t need to work, you don’t need to suffer, you don’t even need to think twice about where your next money will come from. With a Yahoo boy, money flows like water.
You buy the latest wigs, the latest designer clothes, the sleekest cars. You don’t save to buy an iPhone, you change them like slippers because every upgrade must belong to you.
Celebrations are no longer just birthdays or graduations. With a Yahoo boy, even on an ordinary Tuesday, you can wake up to a money bouquet, a brand-new bag, or a trip to Dubai, all because he feels like it.
You are pampered, washed, and showered with things your hardworking mates can only dream about. On social media, you shine like a goddess. Your pictures glow, your lifestyle trends, and everyone secretly envies you.
But here’s the part nobody tells you.
They don’t tell you that the same Yahoo boy who buys you roses today can wake up tomorrow and decide you are the sacrifice for his next ritual.
They don’t tell you that behind the cars, the wigs, the trips, and the money bouquets, there is blood crying somewhere. And one day, that blood may demand yours.
They don’t tell you that you are living on borrowed time.
That the same arms that hug you could be the same arms that hold the knife to your throat, not for love, but for ritual.
They don’t tell you that by choosing the easy life, you may be choosing an early grave.
And the worst part?… Nobody posts that side on Instagram. Nobody uploads the cries of the girl used for money rituals. Nobody shows the corpses of the girlfriends who disappeared. We only see the glitz, never the graves.
Sis, don’t let packaging deceive you. If money comes without sweat, then the price is hiding somewhere and most times, the price is greater than what you think you’ve gained.
Your body, your destiny, your very life is worth more than wigs, iPhones, cars, or fake luxury. Don’t sell your future for a short-term show.
Dating a Yahoo boy comes with benefits but many also come with blood, and you don’t know whose blood will be next.
