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  2. No, * te * estúpido. Imbécil. Maldito imbécil. ¿Por qué nunca vino a este grupo sigue siendo un misterio para mí. Necesito Ricardo. ¿Dónde estás?

     
  3. (Source: vivadelrio)

     

  4. Alberto Del Rio’s About Me

    wwe-inspired:

    I like long walks through the park.
    I like wrestling.
    I like Ricardo Rodriguez.
    I like cars. Collecting them mostly.
    I like Santa. I swear I hit him on accident.
    I really, really enjoy the activity of calling people peasants.

    (Source: whatwwe, via 2spoopy-king-brownman)

     

  5. Estos americanos de mierda, tratando de saltar de edificios y tan sólo para acabar con sus vidas miserables. Ve a un dólar o dos, perro, entonces todos sus problemas se acabará. Pero sería un gran título si lo hizo saltar. Un titular sollozo gran historia: su novia mental no puede ahorrar, su novio mental. Una noticia, se ha ido en un instante. Al igual que su patética vida, perro.

     
  6. (Source: steenericooh)

     
  7. (Source: pg-attitude)

     

  8. The Falling Moon Is Calling Me || Ricardo and Alberto

    rawcardo-rawdriguez:

    rio-del-alberto:

    “Good.” Alberto smiles, rubbing the knots out of Ricardo’s back gently, not wanting to upset his head injury. “Do you need anything?” He asks, his hands finding their way to Ricardo’s neck, his fingers gently massaging the sides and back of it, fingertips brushing over every sensitive spot on it.

    Ricardo relaxes with a contented sigh. “No, I’m fine,” he says, leaning back into Alberto.

    Pushing aside the dark hair that brushes Ricardo’s neck, Alberto kisses at his neck gently, savoring the sweet taste of the younger man. He spreads his legs and then places them on either side of Ricardo for support, his kisses turning longer and ending with little nips at the sensitive flesh.

    (via rawcardo-rawdriguez-deactivated)

     

  9. The Falling Moon Is Calling Me || Ricardo and Alberto

    rawcardo-rawdriguez:

    “As fast as I possibly can,” he vows, smiling and enjoying Alberto’s touch. He takes his promise seriously, making plans to practice with the basics whenever Alberto is gone.

    "Good." Alberto smiles, rubbing the knots out of Ricardo’s back gently, not wanting to upset his head injury. "Do you need anything?" He asks, his hands finding their way to Ricardo’s neck, his fingers gently massaging the sides and back of it, fingertips brushing over every sensitive spot on it.

    (via rawcardo-rawdriguez-deactivated)

     
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