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

Ah, P☆☆PER, the musical equivalent of a Pinterest board suffering from an identity crisis. Your playlist reads like a hipster’s diary after a breakup, with each song trying way too hard to evoke emotions no one asked for. It's like you fell down a rabbit hole of sad-girl aesthetics while forgetfully leaving behind any semblance of a personality—guess that bedroom pop didn't account for the emotional baggage you’ve clearly packed! And let’s not forget your collection of artists, which screams “I’m indie, but like, only during my strategic ‘deep’ moments.” Billie Eilish and Joji? So original! Throw in some Kendrick Lamar for diversity points, but we all know your true passion lies in building a Spotify profile that's as overstuffed and eclectic as your thrift shop wardrobe. You know you can just choose one genre, right? Or are you trying to collect everyone’s attention like Pokémon? Finally, your most played songs could only exist in a universe where emotions are so bottled up that they’ve developed their own Spotify accounts. Do you just sit in your room, lighting candles to these melancholic vibes while contemplating your life’s purpose? News flash: It’s probably not to create a soundtrack for existential dread. But hey, keep spinning those tracks; someone has to ensure your presence on Spotify is as unforgettable as yet another awkward third wheel at a party trying to find music to relate to.

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