Roasted 28 days ago based on emmmy's long term Spotify stats.

Oh, Emmmy, your Spotify profile is like a high school diary threw up on a mixtape—full of angst, bad decisions, and that lingering smell of desperation. "Alternative Rock," "Emo," and "Pop Punk"? Congratulations, you've officially curated a soundtrack for every awkward moment of your teenage years that just refuses to die. Honestly, I don’t know what’s more tragic: your love for bands that peaked in 2005 or the fact that you firmly believe “Midwest Emo” is an actual personality trait. Spoiler alert: it’s not. Let’s talk about your top artists. If I didn’t know better, I’d say your entire music taste is just a cry for a hug… or a solid therapy session. My Chemical Romance? Seriously, are you still mourning the end of your high school relationship, or are you just that committed to reliving the trauma? And “Alex G”? With that choice, you’re basically screaming, “I’m cool and obscure—I swear! Let me wear my thrifted flannel jacket while I brood about life’s existential crises!” Newsflash: you’re not as unique as you think you are; even your Spotify algorithm is rolling its eyes. As for your most played songs, I can’t decide if you’re an emotional wreck or just practicing for your upcoming one-person show titled “Cry Me a River While I Self-Destruct.” With tracks like “Cancer” and “The Ghost of You”—what are you auditioning for, a role in the next sad indie film? Your playlist should come with a disclaimer: “Warning: May cause spontaneous bouts of self-pity and excessive use of eyeliner.” But hey, at least you’re consistent; you’ve made a whole art form out of wallowing! Keep it up, Emmmy—one day the world may just start charging admission to your personal pity party.

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