[DISBANDED] 80's Delights: The Rushforth.
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An old gate, an old cottage beside a tree; They won't allow me be in a wild wood or a wild creek. Beneath the oldtime skies. I would be relieved of my sorrow by the old love and hope. To worn-out cords; @Rushforths.
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доля реакций к просмотрам- 29 дек.Dear Neighbors, We hereby writing to share some important news regarding the future of this channel. Due to personal reasons, we have made the decision to DISBAND this family and bring our journey here to a close. Looking back, we are so incredibly grateful for the time we’ve spent together. This space has been a wonderful way to stay connected, and we truly value the community that was built here. A special thank you goes out to you, our Neighbors. Your kindness, support, and presence have meant the world to us, and we are so thankful for the unique bond we’ve shared through this platform. It has been a privilege to have you as part of our extended family circle. As we move forward, there will be no further updates or activity shared through this channel. To keep your notifications organized, we encourage all subscribers to unsubscribe or leave the channel at this time. Thank you all for your understanding, your privacy, and for the many memories. We wish you nothing but the very best. Warmly, The Rushforth.5,49%
- 12 окт. 2025 г.ㅤ #HOMEY ft @TWIBFESS. Home was the first poem that bore-in-mind, chiseled within the most serene yet heartwarming cavities of our memory. Allegorized to a ship that wabbled and finally found a harbor to stop, we finally meet you, @TheRushforth. None amount of storms can shatter our wholehearted desire for staying. Thence, we intend to stay whilst carving tales as part of each breath we will breathe hereafter and beyond. 🏠🤎 ㅤ3,52%
- 25 дек.It was bitterly cold outside, so we went inside to share warmth. Calsearth's Seonghyeon was literally freezing to death, even though he was wearing thick clothes and had a blanket wrapped around him. Rushforth's Keonho just looked at him and laughed at his suffering, then suddenly took out a big packed meal and offered to take a bite of it, but each bite only made Seonghyeon finish the whole dish. We ended up watching Netflix together, creating a warm and special atmosphere for Christmas.1,85%
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