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

Luca, your Spotify profile reads like a playlist for a high school prom hosted by an awkward hipster who’s yet to find the confidence to ditch their “goth phase.” Seriously, “Bedroom Pop” alongside “Christmas”? Are you just one bad breakup away from penning an emo holiday album? If you’re not careful, the next track on your list might be “Frosty the Snowman: The Sad Version,” showcasing your flair for turning festive cheer into sad boy tears. And don't even get me started on your top artists. It’s like someone took a list of every indie artist who’s ever posted an existential crisis on TikTok and crammed them into a mixtape of melancholy. I half expect Leith Ross to drop an album titled "Songs for When You're Unemployed and Your Plants Are Dying." At this point, your Spotify looks like it was curated by someone who swiped left on happiness and decided that the best way to embrace life was to wallow in tunes about unrequited love, bad decisions, and a never-ending existential dread. Let’s take a moment to reflect on your most played songs. “We’ll Never Have Sex” by Leith Ross twice? Buddy, that’s your anthem talking, and it screams “I’m dating my pillow and it's a complicated relationship.” You’ve made “death” your go-to muse, and judging by your tracklist, you seem to think the phone call’s death is as tragic as the demise of your social life. At this rate, your streaming history is going to end up being a case study on relationship struggles or a collection of tracks that back your title as the reigning monarch of Sadboi Central. So, plug in those earbuds and brace yourself—because the only thing listening to you are your feelings, and even they might be begging for a time out!

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