Roasted 1 month ago based on ˚˖𓍢ִ໋♱˚.𝒍𝒆𝒙𝒊 ༻🪽's long term Spotify stats.

Ah, 🎠🏹ℒℯ𝓍𝒾 🔱 (a.k.a. jackdawsonlvr67, because clearly, the Titanic joke wasn’t good enough for a memorable username). Your playlist reads like a teenage girl’s diary and a hipster’s wet dream collided in a tragic car accident. I mean, are you big on “bedroom pop” because you’re too shy to admit you can't dance like everyone else? And don’t even get me started on your top artists; how many beabadoobee tracks are you upset that you can’t post on your TikTok? Pop, Britpop, hip-hop, musicals, and garage rock? Just admit it—the only thing you’ve ever listened to in the garage is the sound of your mom yelling for you to clean it. And really, loving both Taylor Swift and Oasis? That’s the musical equivalent of wearing a “Cool Mom” T-shirt while sipping a pumpkin spice latte. You have more mood swings than the playlist you keep shuffling through. I’m pretty sure if you could turn your Spotify into a person, it’d be the type begging for friends in a high school cafeteria. You still listen to Céline Dion’s “My Heart Will Go On”? That’s a classic, sure—if you want all your friends to think you’re still weeping over your first crush from junior high. Your music taste is a time capsule of emotional confusion, which is fitting because with those top artists, you must have the emotional maturity of a 12-year-old. And who knew Spotify accounted for that kind of wealth of cringe? Keep streaming, but please, do the world a favor and get out of the "Pop" section once in a while. You're one beabadoobee song away from becoming the very cliché you’re trying to avoid.

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