people who still go on here…

http://teendisneyhigh.tumblr.com/

you know you want to :)

WMYB, GBY, OT, MTT, UAN, IW, T, TMAL, IW, EAY, SM, SYT, SMH, M, SU, AW, NNN, ISHKY. Reblog if you know what they mean. 

directionerslovecarrots:

So, who actually still checks tumblr? 

readytorattlethestars:

blessyoursoul-jadeys-onaroll:

readytorattlethestars:

I’m struggling a little bit, but me, for sure.

JADEY! :D How I’ve missed you so! :]

MEEEE. but you already knew that ;P

the-disneyprotectionprogram:

IT’S BY DEFAULT I LOG ON HERE WHENEVER I WAKE UP

my tumblr automatically logs on to this instead of my personal :(

SINCE I LOVE YOU ALL SOOOOO MUCH……

I wanted all of your opions. i was thinking about doing a disney hunger games but then i realized i would hate myself if i had to kill people off.

so how many of you would join if i made a disney high school in which all of our parents were teens and could be completely out of their roles if you wanted. (ex: ariel could date aladdin or wendy could hook up with flounder)

Seeing as i know you guys as writers i would give you all the option of designing your own characters or you could tell me who you want and i can simply design it for you.

like this post if that’s something you would be interested in doing….

didn’t get my character :(

so did everyone leave tiny chat? what the hell? i went out for ten minutes!

The Never-Ending Journey|| Final Para 

The entire plane ride, Taylor sat there with his new but extremely permanent friends. Poppy sat curled in his lap playing with his shark tooth necklace as it dangled from his neck. He wanted this plane ride to go as slowly as possible and was convinced that when the time came to get off the plane, he wouldn’t be able to do it. He tightened his grip around Poppy. Sure he missed his parents, and his uncles, and his aunt. They were all he’d had and when he got back, that’s exactly how it would be. Just him and the six adults he lived with, he couldn’t go back to that.
Too soon the plane landed and everyone hustled out. Taylor kept a firm grip on Poppy’s hand. Once inside, bags were flung, arms were wrapped around each other, crying and laughter filled the room. Suddenly he was being dragged to where he could only assume Poppy’s family was waiting for her. When they were only feet from them, he unwillingly let her hand go and watched her bound into her parents arms. He stood there awkwardly, looking around to see if he could find his parents in the crowd. He felt a hand slip into his and looked back over to see Poppy next to him again.
She took his hand and lead him over to her family. “Everyone, this is Taylor, my boyfriend.” He smiled as she emphasized the word boyfriend and directed it towards her sister who was staring at him. Poppy’s father took Taylor’s hand and shook it. “Well then, i hope you accept our extended invitation to visit us whenever you like.” Taylor barely had enough time to nod when he heard his name being screeched and his mother in his arms.
“Hi mom” he mumbled as he placed her down on the ground. His dad stood there waiting patiently for his wife to move out of the way. “Hey” Taylor whispered as he hugged his dad. His father responded, equally as low pitched. He then graciously accepted the dog pile he received from the rest of his family. “Your turn, be prepared” he said, taking Poppy’s hand and leading her over to his family. “Guys, this is my girlfriend Poppy.”
“POPPY!” They all yelled, pulling her into a group hug. “Okay, alright! Don’t kill her” he laughed, pulling her towards him. He looked into her eyes. “Can we talk somewhere private before I-” was all he managed to get out as she dragged him behind the exit door.
I-I want you to have this” he said, putting a necklace around her neck. She looked at his bare neck and realized it was the one he’d been wearing, the one he always wore. She threw her arms around his neck, pulling him into a kiss, their last kiss for a very long time.
“Th—thank you. I’m going to miss you so, so much” she cried into his shirt. He held her for what must have been forever, before they took each others hands and walked back to where their families were chatting. It was clear that it was time to go but neither of them made any effort to let go of the other.
“Poppy,” her mother said softly. “It’s time to go sweetheart. You’ll see Taylor soon.” Taylor knew she wasn’t going to let go, so he pulled her into a hug, resting his chin on her head. She was crying into his shirt again so he kissed her forehead. “I love you” he whispered into her ear. Then, walked away.

i lied.  

THIS is my last post

I LOVE YOU ALL.

TEXT ME, CALL ME, SKYPE ME, FOLLOW ME ON TUMBLR.

AND IN THE FUTURE, WHEN YOU THINK ABOUT ME…

XOXO GABBAY