R. Samuels

R. is 20 years old. He is the Electric Guitarist of the underworld. R. is also known as "Blaze". R. is located in Istanbul at Sıcak:+:Hava "Balon.

R. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to compose music in order to get ahead professionally.

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Mood 98
Health 97
Star Quality 50
Cash 65,010.00 M$
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Days Active: 1163 days

Latest Blog Post

𝟧/𝟣𝟦𝟪 – ᴍʀ & ᴍʀs sᴀᴍᴜᴇʟs

It’s our wedding day today.
I used to think if this moment ever came, I’d feel cold. Steady. But I’m standing here staring at my reflection, waiting for the signal to go out there and wait for her, cufflinks biting into my wrists... and there’s nothing cold about this. There’s nothing simple. There’s just more. More love. More heart. More of that sweet, bright feeling that says this is it.

I’ve always wanted this, though for years, I thought I would never have it. A family. A woman who would stand at my side because she chose to, not because it was easy or comfortable, not because it just, was. Because we chose a forever that didn’t feel like prison walls but like open sky. And now it’s here. She’s here. Somewhere in another room, probably driving Amy insane, probably laughing in that sharp, soft way that first split me open. And I don’t know what she’ll wear yet, she wouldn’t let me peek, not even once. I don’t need to. It’ll be perfect, because it’ll be her.

I’m wearing blue today. Something I chose on my own, I didn't ask my sister Nyx for advice, I wanted it to be only mine. I catch a glimpse of the chain at my throat, that gold pick resting over my heart like a secret. My spine feels taller inside this jacket. Like it knows it’s about to hold the weight of every promise I’ve ever wanted to keep.

Today is not just about saying I do. It’s about a forever. An I always will. She’ll take my name today, my family name, and I’ll carve hers deeper into my bones than any ink ever could. This is our fairytale. No dragons to slay except my own past. No crown to give except the way I look at her when she breathes. We built this together, and I know that when they ask, she will say yes to me. To us.

And Kobe help me—by tonight, she’ll be my wife. My home. My beginning and my end. No edits. No escape clauses. Just us, and that little life growing inside my wife.

Posted 7/20/2025, 4:00 PM

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