Roasted 7 months ago based on rosie pierce's long term Spotify stats.

Rosie Pierce, huh? Who knew “artistic expression” could collapse into a jumbled playlist of genre names that sound like you threw a thesaurus in a blender? “Art Pop”? “Baroque Pop”? Are you actually listening to music or just trying to elevate the grocery list into a college thesis? With genres so niche, I half-expect your Spotify Wrapped to include “Cactus Harp Rock” and “Acoustic Seal Slaughter.” If music were an Olympic sport, you’d win gold for most obscure taste and a participation trophy for avoiding mainstream artists like they were poison ivy. Your top artists read like you raided a hipster’s Spotify account and then asked for extra recommendations at a thrift store. Did you really need ten variations of “I’m sad but also quirky” to express yourself? I mean, Florence + The Machine is cool and all, but if you’re not screaming “Shake It Off” in the shower at least once a month, what are we even doing here? And let’s not even start on your obsession with Chappell Roan. Are you hoping to manifest her into your life through sheer repetition? C'mon, girl, the only thing that needs to stay on repeat here is a therapy session to talk about your life choices. Looking at your most played songs, I’m convinced you’ve constructed an elaborate escape plan from reality, one overly emotional track at a time. Seriously, “Coffee” by Chappell Roan? You must have a caffeine addiction that’s more serious than my aversion to your music taste. If I were a therapist, I'd suggest you take a break from all that “Bedroom Pop” and maybe venture into a different room for a change—like the living room or, god forbid, the outdoors. But alas, here you are, cozy in your cocoon of feelings and angst, and I just can’t decide if I should be impressed or concerned.

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