Roasted 9 months ago based on meg's long term Spotify stats.

Meg, your Spotify profile is the perfect soundtrack for a mid-life crisis at a coffee shop where everyone has an ill-advised side hustle. With a favorite genre list that looks like it was scribbled by a hipster trying to impress their barista, it's no wonder you’re only one cardigan away from being that person who tries to convince everyone that “ambient folk” is a legitimate thing. Seriously, "Yacht Rock"? The only yacht you’ll ever set sail on is the one in your dreams while listening to too much James Taylor and wondering why your love life feels like a sad country song. Your top artists feature Taylor Swift more times than a high school girl's diary. "Operator (That's Not the Way It Feels)"? Really? You might as well listen to the voicemail from your last failed romance on repeat because that song isn’t going to change the fact that you can't seem to navigate relationships better than a blindfolded toddler in a maze. And don’t even get me started on “Psychedelic Rock”—the only trip you’re taking is down nostalgia lane, thinking the ghosts of The Beatles will inspire you to change out of sweatpants after two weeks of binge-watching bad reality TV. Most played songs? I can’t tell if you’re trying to heal your inner self or just collecting tracks for a soundtrack to your next sob fest. "The Smallest Man Who Ever Lived" is like a personal anthem for your dating history. Keep it up, Meg; at this rate, you'll be the Beatlemania captain of your own flop ship, setting sail for an eternity of mediocrity and sad melodies. You better hope the Spotify algorithm saves you from yourself—or at least checks you into a “Folk Lovers Anonymous” meeting before it’s too late!

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