Roasted 8 months ago based on Kimmy's long term Spotify stats.

Oh Kimmy, your Spotify profile is like a musical identity crisis. You’ve got more genres than the average person has friends, and yet somehow it still sounds like a garage sale of bad decisions. Emo, country, mathcore – you’ve basically compiled the definitive soundtrack for every hipster in a quarter-life crisis. I half-expect your next favorite artist to be a cat meowing over a bluegrass ukulele. Seriously, if your playlist were a person, it’d be that friend who can't decide what they want for lunch and ends up ordering half the menu. Let’s talk about your top artists for a second – it’s like you threw a dart at a "when you're sad" mixtape and just embraced the chaos. Mac Miller and Tyler Childers do not belong in the same playlist. It’s like inviting everyone to a party and then realizing you accidentally turned it into a funeral. And what’s this about "Post Malone" crashing the Emo and Screamo bash? It’s like you’re trying to show everyone you can hang out with both the cool kids and their sad, broken-hearted exes. Spoiler alert: the cool kids left the room and are judging you from outside the window. Your most played songs? Honestly, I think they honestly reflect the inner turmoil of a heart that can’t settle on anything – except for the obvious love for "Cocaine Jesus." At this point, your Spotify Wrapped should come with a disclaimer: “For entertainment purposes only. Do not attempt to understand.” It’s like you’re trying to create tracks for every mood swing imaginable. Just remember, if you ever need life advice, stick to Chappell Roan – there’s definitely a self-deprecating anthem in there for every unfortunate haircut and awkward first date you’ve had. Keep scrolling through those playlists, Kimmy, and let’s hope the next artist you discover has a bit more consistency!

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