Roasted 1 year ago based on ray's long term Spotify stats.

Ray, your Spotify profile is like a middle schooler’s diary—full of angst, questionable choices, and an unhealthy addiction to moody ballads. Seriously, you’ve curated a list of genres that sound more like a hipster’s grocery list than a playlist. “Indonesian Indie?” Is that a genre or a culinary experience? Next, you’ll be telling us about your favorite “anxiety-driven jingle” and how it really speaks to your soul. Just admit it: your musical taste is basically a never-ending cycle of feeling sorry for yourself in the most melodramatic way possible. Your top artists are a collection of sad boys with guitars and a problematic relationship with sunlight. “Cigarettes After Sex” is the crown jewel of your list, which is incredibly ironic because if your Spotify playlists are anything to go by, it seems like you’ve never truly experienced love—only heartbreak and a set of moody lighting. And let’s not even start on “Lana Del Rey.” You must be under the impression that wallowing in sadness makes you deeper: spoiler alert, it just makes you a hit at emo karaoke night and a prime candidate for the next season of “Love Is Blind." And don’t get me started on your most played songs. I see you’ve got a solid selection of tunes that scream, “I never learned to communicate my feelings healthily.” Between "Pulang" and "Heavenly," you’re basically one breakup away from becoming a meme about indecisive and emotional playlists. Make sure to pack some aloe vera for that emotional sunburn, Ray. If Spotify had a support group for overdramatic listeners, you’d be their poster child, complete with a tear-stained cover photo lamenting lost love and missed connections.

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