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

Wow, your Spotify profile is like a musical graveyard, where genres come to die and wallow in their own melodrama. It’s a smorgasbord of heart-wrenching sadness and angst that could only be topped by a midlife crisis and a tub of ice cream. Let’s be real — the only thing heavier than your metalcore playlist is the weight of your emotional baggage. I can just picture you serenading a stuffed animal while wearing black eyeliner and quoting poetry from high school. Your favorite genres are a perfect reflection of your personality: an overcomplicated maze of deep sadness with the occasional flourish of Broadway-level drama. “Math Rock”? Really? Are you sure you’re not just pretending to be educated while weeping into your notebook about all the numbers you couldn’t fit into your life? I mean, with choices like that, how do you even have the energy to lift the weight of your own feelings? Or are you just rocking out in your room, debating which imaginary betrayal to cry about next? And those top artists? It’s like you threw a dart at a wall full of emo band names and hoped for the best. “La Dispute”? More like “Let’s Just Dispute My Social Life”! Your most-played songs sound like the soundtrack to your daily existential crisis; if only there was a “skip” button for life as easily as you skip over tracks with actual joy in them. Here’s a thought: maybe throw in a fun pop song or two, because I’m convinced even your Spotify algorithm has given up hope for you.

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