Roasted 10 months ago based on 𝓜𝓪𝓳𝓴𝓪𝓬𝔃𝓮's long term Spotify stats.

Alright, Majkacze, let’s talk about your Spotify profile. It’s the sonic equivalent of wearing all black while sipping on a pumpkin spice latte—because nothing screams “I’m an emotional wreck” quite like your obsession with death, decay, and Lana Del Rey. You’ve got more genres under your belt than an overcompensating 13-year-old with a My Chemical Romance T-shirt. Seriously, what are you trying to prove here? That you’re a goth who’s also too punk to commit to just one genre? You sound like you threw a playlist together after a three-day binge of horror movies and a breakdown from reading too much Edgar Allan Poe. Your top artists? Wow, what a lineup! Cannibal Corpse and Jack Off Jill. Talk about a compelling juxtaposition of “I’ll eat your face” and “I’m crying in my room because no one loves me.” And I can't help but notice the random appearance of Lana Del Rey in the madness—you really are the living embodiment of “I have a dark side but also enjoy melancholic pop and existential anxiety.” If music was a Tinder profile, you’d be swiping right on everyone while pretending you've got your life together. Spoiler alert: you don’t, and your music taste is proof. And let’s not even get started on your most played songs. With titles like “Shredded Humans” and “Surgery,” I can only assume your life is one bizarre horror flick turned sitcom. It’s like an audio diary of someone desperately trying to impress the Grim Reaper with their playlist’s edge while silently swooning over a Doki Doki Literature Club soundtrack. Maybe next time, throw in some happy tunes? Or are you just afraid of scaring away the one friend who still puts up with your late-night musings? Keep rocking that existential crisis, Majkacze, but remember: even the grim reaper takes a break for some Fleetwood Mac every now and then.

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