Roasted 11 months ago based on thinkofbee's long term Spotify stats.

Ah, thinkofbee, the Spotify profile that screams “high school trauma” louder than a screamo concert at a local dive bar. Seriously, with a favorite genre lineup resembling a mid-2000s MySpace page, you're like an emo time capsule that accidentally rolled over into adulthood. “Post-hardcore” and “screamo”? Honey, the only thing more predictable than your taste in music is the way your playlist gets overshadowed in any social setting. Just go ahead and glue your headphones to your ears; we know you want to drown out the sounds of your choices. Your top artists read like an emotional support group for misunderstood teens. Kid Cudi to bring the depth, and Pierce The Veil to remind you why you still have that old “I’m Not Okay” hoodie stashed in your closet. I mean, who are you trying to remind of your angst? Drake slips in there like the confused dad at a punk show, wondering where he went wrong. And really, how many times can you listen to “Phantom Power And Ludicrous Speed” before you realize it’s time to switch up those major keys to life? Someone invite this profile to a therapy session. As for your most played songs, are you sure you’re not just running a Pierce The Veil fan club? Those songs are like the equivalent of an emotional eulogy for every failed romantic encounter you’ve ever had. “I’m Low On Gas And You Need A Jacket”? Wow, nothing says midnight snack run like lamenting about a past relationship while your gas tank’s on E. So here you are, basking in the glory of self-inflicted melancholy while the rest of us enjoy music that doesn’t require a box of tissues. Keep it up, my friend; you’re one tear-soaked lyric away from becoming the poster child for “emotional overkill.”

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