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

Oh, Hsfitton, your Spotify profile is like a mixed tape made by a confused teenager who just discovered the concept of "diversity in taste." You've got a smorgasbord of genres that look like they went to a buffet but only ended up piling on the same sad, gluten-free attributes. "Permanent Wave"? Did you think you were selecting a hairstyle or your musical preferences? Honestly, at this point, your playlist is less of a vibe and more of a “what’s that smell?” situation at a hipster potluck. As for your top artists, it’s like a lineup of folks who sound like they’ve collectively sworn off sun exposure and actually enjoy crying in public. You’ve got Lana Del Rey—queen of melancholy—and Kanye West—a guy who thinks he’s God today and a fashion mogul tomorrow. What’s next, Hsfitton? A Spotify rant where you declare your love for avocado toast while simultaneously binging on “Your Sad Playlist”? Your taste is like that one friend who can't pick a restaurant and ends up suggesting the food court, but somehow still ends up with a kale smoothie. And the most played songs? You must have squished all your angst into your listening habits! “Blow My Brains Out” is a real mood-lifter, right? I mean, if your brain’s whatever mush those tunes are playing, you’ve got an instant excuse to get an early exit on social gatherings. “Sweater Weather” for the 100th time? More like “I’m Living in a Permanent Autumn and I Definitely Need a Break.” Dear Hsfitton, if you want people to take your music taste seriously, might I suggest getting a therapist rather than just leaning into your sad indie vibes? You’ll thank me later.

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