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80′s Movies You Need To Watch

Sharing some of the Movies I love the most from the 80’s, Here goes:

E.T. (1982)

Fast Times At Ridgemont High (1982)

Risky Business (1983)

Sixteen Candles (1984)

Teen Wolf (1985)

The Breakfast Club (1985)

Weird Science (1985)

Ferris Bueller’s Day Off (1986)

Stand By Me (1986)

Can’t Buy Me Love (1987)

Heathers (1989)

Say Anything (1989)

I like to imagine Rung’s segway going as fast as a small vehicle.

Houses - Friendship (Part 2)

Hufflepuff and Gryffindor

Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw

Hufflepuff and Slytherin

Hufflepuff and Hufflepuff

Gryffindor and Ravenclaw

Gryffindor and Slytherin

Gryffindor and Gryffindor

Slytherin and Slytherin

Slytherin and Ravenclaw

Ravenclaw and Ravenclaw

(I saw this and this is my first thoughts ↓)
You’ve decided to join a swimming club and today is your first day. You’ve found the way to dressing room and fast changed to swimsuit.
-Uhm could you tell me where can I find a coach? - you asked shyly one of the boys walking by. He politely gave directions and described how coach looks. You thanked and fast went that way to the pool searching for described person. Luckily you’ve found him soon enough.
-Good afternoon, I’m Y/N Y/L/N, erm, I’m new here.
- Oh hello Y/N!, nice to meet you. I’ve heard that we’ll have a new member. Unfortunately, I don’t have time right now to show you around. You won’t mind if I’ll ask someone else to do it? - kind looking man smiled at you worriedly.
-Uh, of course not. - you smiled back
-Alright.. Makoto! - coach called someone gesturing them to come. Soon you saw tall well-built boy running towards you.
-Yes? How can I help? - he asked as soon as he came. His kind green eyes layed on you interested to see a new person. All you could do is to keep your eyes away from his still dripping wet muscular chest and try to hide your blush as he brushed his hair back.
-This is Y/N and they’re new here.. Could you show them around? - coaches voice scattered your thoughts.
- Of course! - sweet smile shined on boys face - I’m Makoto Tachibana, nice to meet you. I’ll be glad to help you. Shall we go? - his eyes glimmered in the light and you could feel as your knees getting weaker with every word that escaped his lips.
-Nice to meet you too.. O-of course. Let’s go. - you managed to answer and started walking right next to him thinking how to hide your burning red cheeks.

80′s Teen Movie Characters With Your Sign

aries// John Bender (The Breakfast Club), Jason Dean (Heathers)

taurus// Bill S. Preston Esquire (Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure), Steve Randle (The Outsiders)

gemini// Allison Reynolds (The Breakfast Club), Ronald Miller (Can’t Buy Me Love)

cancer// Samantha Baker (Sixteen Candles), Richard Parker (Weekend at Bernie’s)

leo// Ferris Bueller (Ferris Bueller’s Day Off), Jules Van Patton (St. Elmo’s Fire)

virgo// Andy Clark (The Breakfast Club), Heather Duke (Heathers)

libra// Mikey Walsh (The Goonies), Stacey Hamilton (Fast Times at Ridgemont High)

scorpio// Veronica Sawyer (Heathers), Mouth Devereaux (The Goonies)

sagittarius// Marty McFly (Back to the Future), Betelgeuse (Beetlejuice)

capricorn// Alec Newbarry (St. Elmo’s Fire), Axel Foley (Beverly Hills Cop)

aquarius// Kevin Dolenz (St.Elmo’s Fire), Duckie Dale (Pretty in Pink)

pisces// Brian Johnson (The Breakfast Club), Baby Houseman (Dirty Dancing)

Another Decatur Psalm About Water

Gradually when each sheet
covered face becomes fun rot,
the midnight expiration, your
candles sent, you hear me
barking at satellites, the last
principle of projected identity is
I am doo-wop number bound.

Fast club plans went through
the likely centerfold surrogates,
your factor’s crisp cadence is
over, I hear the light wasn’t for
feathers glowing impossible.
I am inaugurating since the
tailor’s body has isolated into.

There’s everything owl skied,
feeling the upright chiropractic
meaning, whence color rights
emotes, can’t make the sealing
sails day done in corridors being.
You might be upon each. You
might have a holler back allergy.

This enters in sunshine galore,
we’ve galloping pretty piety words,
a brick for swallows to flapping
away against the breezy black.
I’m going to sing to myself until
the garden lifts and your forked
tongue reaches the shoe soles
wondering how we arrived.