Roasted 4 months ago based on lunaaa .ᐟ's long term Spotify stats.

Alright, ₊✩‧₊˚ ⋆˚꩜.ᐟ, your Spotify profile reads like a mid-2000s emo kid's fever dream mixed with a late-night Hot Topic shopping spree. You’ve curated a playlist that perfectly encapsulates the identity crisis of someone who had their heart broken by both their first crush and their last relationship. Seriously, your genre list alone is like a musical mental breakdown—why are “Madchester” and “Grunge” fighting for space with “Glam Rock” like they’re in a high school cafeteria? Spoiler alert: they’re not even at the same table! Now let's talk about your top artists. It’s like you slapped together a band lineup for some weird underground festival that never happened. You’ve got Lana Del Rey, who thinks she’s a vintage cassette, alongside Slipknot, who probably makes her cry. And the inclusion of Limp Bizkit—championing the "dad metal" scene—clearly shows you have a taste for the exquisite juxtaposition of angst and awkwardness. It’s like you’re trying to convey every complicated emotion but ended up just being a walking sitcom punchline. As for your most played songs, let’s just say the list is more eclectic than a thrift store clearance bin. “Ma Meilleure Ennemie”? Come on, I didn’t know League of Legends had its own theme music! And slow dive into the abyss you have with “When the Sun Hits” has me questioning your taste like a concerned parent at a goth dance party. You’ve got more mixed signals in your top tracks than a high school gossip column. You’re like a musical polygraph that keeps lying about its feelings—at this point, I’m surprised you even like music at all!

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