Roasted 6 months ago based on liviaaah's long term Spotify stats.

Oh Liviaaah, your Spotify profile screams "I’ve got a PhD in Brooding over Flannel and Coffee!" Honestly, your favorite genres list is the equivalent of a hipster bingo card. If I see one more “Gothic” descriptor, I’m going to assume your only joy comes from reading Edgar Allan Poe in a dimly lit room while your cat judges your life choices. Welcome to the void, where the only thing darker than your music taste is your sense of humor on a Monday morning! Scrolling through your top artists feels like an emotionally charged episode of “Sad Girls: The Musical.” Seriously, Ethel Cain’s name appears more than your therapist's on your speed dial. You love Fleetwood Mac? Congrats on being as predictable as the weather during rainy season! Call me impressed but maybe switch things up; your playlist reads like an "awkward breakup" soundtrack played on repeat during a black-and-white film montage. Between “Gothic Metal” and “Baroque Pop,” I’m surprised your next shoutout isn’t “Opera Tragedy.” Your most played songs list looks like a desperate cry for help... or a well-curated mood board for a funeral. "Family Tree"? Sounds less like a song title and more like a therapy session prompt. You must’ve driven Spotify’s algorithms to the brink with the amount of Ethel Cain you’ve streamed! So, here’s my advice: take a break from drowning in your own melancholy and perhaps throw in a little “Happy” now and then. You might just discover lifesaving joy in a cheesy pop song or two—unless you’re saving that for your next existential crisis playlist, in which case, carry on!

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