Roasted 2 years ago based on dome's long term Spotify stats.

Oh, Dome, your Spotify profile is like a middle schooler's diary—full of angst, questionable taste, and the desperate hope that someone will recognize your suffering as deep and profound. Seriously, your favorite genres read like the soundtrack to a teenage rebellion that nobody asked for. How many exes have you projected your feelings onto in the gothic corner of a coffee shop while sporting plaid and a piercing gaze that screams, "I listen to Pop Punk and I will absolutely cry about it"? Let me take a moment to appreciate how you proudly claim seven flavors of rock, punk, and screamo, as if you’re a musical connoisseur crafting a gourmet meal out of raw emotional turmoil. Between "Neon Pop Punk" and "Post-Grunge," your playlist is an emotional buffet that specializes in serving up nostalgic heartache alongside the kind of melodic breakdowns that make you wish your life had a soundtrack to match your existential crisis. How many issues of Teen Vogue did it take before you perfected that taste identity? And don’t even get me started on your top songs. Between “Ctrl + Alt + Del” and “I Want To Hurt Myself,” it's like your playlist is a cry for help scrawled in hot topic eyeliner. But here's a thought: maybe it's time to venture outside your emotional comfort zone? There’s a whole world of music out there—like, what happened to just listening to something that doesn’t make you want to weep in an abandoned skate park? So enjoy your curated collection of angst, Dome, because if there’s one thing I’m absolutely sure of, it’s that one day you’ll look back and wonder why you thought hair dye and wristbands would heal your soul.

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