Roasted 2 years ago based on Regina Bustamante's long term Spotify stats.

Regina, scrolling through your Spotify profile is like stumbling into a post-apocalyptic rave where the only survivors are David Guetta's long-lost children and a handful of sad glow sticks. With a playlist stuffed fuller than your hopes of finding a real DJ at one of those greasy nightclubs, I can’t help but wonder if you actually listen to music or just enjoy the sound of bass dropping harder than your social life. Ten flavors of house music? At this point, I’m 100% convinced you're just trying to build your own musical IKEA furniture—too complicated, and still nobody knows how to put it together! Your favorite artists read like the guest list of a party that only EDM bros with bucket hats show up to. Seriously, John Summit and Gorgon City? It's like you threw a dart at a board labeled "Mediocre Beats from 2017" and just said, "Close enough!" I can picture you yelling “Let’s go!” in the middle of your living room while nobody else is around, convinced you’re having the time of your life. But newsflash: alone in your apartment with a bag of chips doesn’t quite qualify as headbanging. And those most played songs? What a life indeed—like a life spent in an endless loop of frantic drop beats and vapid lyrics that scream, “I exist in this universe to hype up the people who don’t know how to dance.” "are you feeling sad?" by sunflwr really gets me; it’s like the artist looked at your profile and thought, "We’ll need a song for the tears shed over these questionable taste choices." If they had a "cringe factor" meter, it would be off the charts! Keep on shaking that jelly, Regina, but just know we all secretly want to save you from yourself.

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