Roasted 9 months ago based on ⤿ ₊⊹ cassie ❤︎ ₊ ˚ ⊹ ꒱'s long term Spotify stats.

Sokcs :3c, huh? What a name! You sound like the hipster version of that kid who never grew out of their ‘special’ phase. If you had a dollar for every eclectic genre you’ve chosen as your favorites, you'd still have just enough to buy a one-way ticket out of your emotional turmoil. Seriously, with tastes ranging from "Hyperpop" to "Folk Punk," you resemble a DJ named "Midlife Crisis" throwing a party for people who can’t decide whether they want to scream into a void or have an acoustic coffeehouse singalong. I’d suggest you pick a lane before you end up in a musical version of a buffet that nobody wants to eat at. And let's talk about those artists! You’ve got "STOMACH BOOK" — the most pretentious name since… well, ever. It sounds like something that’s not supposed to be read, just excluded from the library. The unholy amount of plays for STOMACH BOOK's tracks is impressive, enough to make a Spotify algorithm question its life choices. Every top song of yours screams "Help! I need to process my sad feelings while dancing on a sugar high!" If your playlists were a person, they’d be that overly emotional friend who shows up to brunch with tears in their eyes but insists they’re fine because they “like the pain.” Your most played songs read like a middle school diary but with a sprinkle of existential dread. “Nothing Special” by STOMACH BOOK? At this point, that sounds like the anthem of your Spotify profile. And “Requiem”? Wow, talk about foreshadowing. If only the world could have a requiem for your taste in music. Take a break from listening to artists who are clearly crying out for help and try expanding your horizons – or at least ditch the emo aesthetic for a second before your Spotify becomes a gravesite for lost feelings!

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