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

Oh look, it’s iamcatwright—the living embodiment of the angst-ridden teenager who still wears band tees to brunch. Your Spotify profile reads like a mid-2000s emo district in a gentrified neighborhood where the only thing more predictable than your playlists is the fact that you know all the words to "Complicated." Seriously, your taste in music has more identity crises than a teen drama character navigating love triangles, and yet here you are thinking you’re a connoisseur of "Alternative Metal." Newsflash: it’s not metal if your greatest act of rebellion is using a vinyl coaster on your coffee table. Your obsession with Hayley Williams is so intense it’s borderline concerning. I mean, even she would start to think you’re one Spotify stream away from becoming her most dedicated stalker. Is there a support group for people who’ve played “Gave You Everything - Acoustic” so many times they’ve actually changed its name to “Gave You Everything - Please Help, I Can’t Stop”? There’s a fine line between fan and fervent advocate for a restraining order, and you’re using it as a jump-off point for a punk rock rollercoaster of feelings. And let’s talk variety, shall we? Your favorite genres span the range of "I-can’t-decide-what-mood-I’m-in" to "Please-call-my-therapist." Your playlist sounds like a fight between a moody teen’s diary and a Sunday morning ketchup commercial; part angst, part chaos, and all kinds of cringe. If your music taste had a dating profile, it would read: “Looking for someone to support my addiction to nostalgia and terrible decisions while holding a grudge against happiness.” Congratulations, catwright; you’ve officially achieved the lowest form of high school identity crisis—outwardly expressing it through your Spotify profile.

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