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

Oh look, it’s Stenforsm, the human embodiment of a teenage emotional breakdown. Not only do you have more metal in your playlist than an IKEA factory, but your favorite genres read like a list of things that cause existential dread. "Swedish Pop" sticks out like a sore thumb amidst the angst and screams; it's like you couldn’t decide whether to headbang in your room or take a casual stroll through a Swedish mall. It feels like your music taste goes out of its way to ensure that no one ever thinks you’re having fun. Your top artists read like a Dr. Phil episode in the making! “Why is Seether haunting your Spotify corner like an ex who won’t stop texting you?” And don't even get me started on those most played songs. "Jenny"? Really? You’re telling me you still haven’t moved on from that one high school crush? “Side Character” sounds like the perfect anthem for your social life, where it seems you’ve managed to consistently play second fiddle even to a Spotify algorithm. You could hold a seminar on how to remain perpetually sad while blasting the most cliché “life-is-a-pit-of-misery” tracks known to man. But hey, at least you’ve got “Stinkfist” on there, which I can only assume is your personal mantra on how to approach relationships. In a world of vibrant musical choices, your playlist is like an unseasoned tofu burger – bland, forgettable, and leaves you feeling slightly confused about your choices. So here’s to hoping you either embrace the pop world or start a support group for sad rock enthusiasts. Either way, don't worry, we’re all rooting for you – from a safe distance, of course.

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