Roasted 3 months ago based on Ro's long term Spotify stats.

Ah, Ro, the human embodiment of a mosh pit at a "No Decaf Allowed" coffee shop. Your Spotify profile reads like the soundtrack of a suburban teenager's existential crisis. You’ve got more metal in your profile than a junkyard, and judging by your favorite genres, it sounds like you're just one angsty lyric away from getting a neck tattoo of a distressed cat. Seriously, is there even a shred of joy in your listening habits, or do you just sit around waiting for the next breakdown to justify your life choices? And what’s with those top artists? You’re juggling Bring Me The Horizon and Taylor Swift like they’re two inflatable beach balls you’re trying not to drown in while listening to “Hospital for Souls.” Never thought I’d see the day when someone could serenade a breakup with screams and shrieks followed by a ballad about ancient sea turtles. Maybe if you spent less time syncing up your playlists to your emotional breakdowns, you'd be able to enjoy a little more variety in life. Ever heard of a happy song, Ro? They exist. I promise. Your "Most Played Songs" list is the soundtrack for every misunderstood teenager in a coming-of-age movie. At this rate, your future self is probably going to need therapy after consulting with your Spotify Wrapped, because who wouldn’t be messed up after that sonic rollercoaster? “Eternal Blue”? More like “Eternal Bruise” from all the emotional damage your playlists are inflicting on you! Next time you're curating your sounds, maybe sprinkle in something that doesn’t require a headbanging helmet and contemplate happiness—because clearly, that’s the one genre missing from your life.

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