Roasted 1 month ago based on noe's long term Spotify stats.

Oh, Noe, your Spotify profile is like a grocery list for an identity crisis. Seriously, "OPM" and "Pop Punk"? That's like ordering sushi at a burger joint and demanding they grill your tuna. You’re just a walking paradox, like if a karaoke machine vomited out a half-hearted attempt at being hip. I mean, come on, "Parang"? Is that a genre or something you say while trying to start a Honda? That’s not a playlist, that’s a desperate invitation for a therapist to step in. Then there's your top artist list, which has the eclectic vibes of an indecisive teenager with too many tabs open. Keeping Paramore and Taylor Swift on the same pedestal? That’s a musical abomination. Just listening to them is basically the soundtrack of every breakup you've ever had, and let’s be real, your dating life must sound like a collection of "sad girl" bops put on shuffle. And who’s "fitterkarma," and more importantly, can they fit karma in a way where you stop downgrading your playlists every week? Because if you're looking for self-improvement, you might need a personal stylist, not just a music plugin. Lastly, your most played songs are basically a public service announcement for everyone to simultaneously cringe and laugh. No one should need that many sad songs over heartbreak, my dude. The titles sound like they were written during a PowerPoint presentation on how to navigate the emotional instability of being twenty-something. “‘What if I miss you for the rest of my life?’” You’ll miss a lot more if you keep dragging around that playlist like a chain. I half-expect “Pag-Ibig ay Kanibalismo I” to turn into your personal anthem for the next season of “Hello, I need a life coach.” So hey, maybe hit shuffle on some optimism?

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