How To Make Her Loyal

The rules nobody teaches you while everything still feels safe.

Every girl is loyal to something.

Her phone. Her instagram. Her small dog. If she’s a good girl, her Father and God.

But is she loyal to you?

Why is her phone always face down?

Why does she mention that stupid fucking guy at the gym six times a day?

Why is he “like a brother” to her?

Why is she laughing so fucking hard at his jokes?

The jealous rage boils in your belly like you shotgunned ten beers filled with acid.

They told you that was you being a jealous insecure man.

THEY LIED TO YOU.

Most humans are loyal to themselves first. And hey buster, that is fucking a-okay. Accept it. Learn the game. Start fucking winning.

Because a girl with zero loyalty to you will take everything you pour into her cup, chug it, piss it out laughing, and leave you dying of thirst in hell.

Every guy wants a Penelope.

Most sleep next to Delilah.

Maybe you just watched the new Odyssey movie. I skipped the theater and read the real thing. Odysseus goes to war and stays gone twenty years. His home fills with men trying to replace him. They eat his food, drink his wine, surround his wife, and tell Penelope he is never coming back.

So she tells them she will choose a new husband when she finishes weaving a burial shroud.

All day she weaves. All night, in secret, she unweaves it.

For three fucking years.

Night after night destroying her own work just to buy another sunrise for the possibility that her man is still coming home.

A LOYAL WOMAN OF THE HIGHEST REGARD.

Delilah sold Samson to his enemies for silver. They gouged out his eyes, shackled him, and paraded the strongest man alive in front of the men he loathed.

Both men trusted their girl.

Which one is sleeping beside you?

The great man is greater because of the girl at his side. Daisy has shown me ride or die shit that would make Bonnie and Clyde feel envy.

A man with a disloyal girl walks around with his confidence chipped away daily.

She becomes his achilles heel.

Your girl represents you. Land a disloyal girl and your looks and money mean zero. Your status gets decapitated, and your own girl hands the enemy the ax.

So why are these so called experts lying to men about trust and loyalty?

They sell communication and blind trust, sending you into the war that is love unarmed, and you get fucking slaughterfucked.

A world of loyal relationships puts them out of business.

I learned something different.

I have built loyalty so deep in girls that even after we broke up, they kept the behaviors I trained in them. One of my ex’s new boyfriends reached out just to thank me for it.

When Daisy walked into my life, I knew exactly how I wanted to build this thing.

A WARNING FIRST

because these techniques fucking work. Overdo them and you turn your girl into a prisoner, and prisoners spend every waking hour planning escape. I ran the tiers. I know.

By the time temptation arrives, loyalty is built or it never was.

Before the club, the text from the ex, or the guy at the gym.

Before anybody comes knocking at the gate.

You build it now.

Free sheep, this is where I lose you.

Paid wolves, into the den. The torch is lit, the mezcal is poured, LETS GOOOO.

Because tonight, she is either weaving you or unweaving you.

She does it alone, at the loom inside her head, every single night.

And you find out years from now, standing in a driveway holding half your life in a cardboard box.