Roasted 8 months ago based on this isn't laura's long term Spotify stats.

Hey Andrew (or should I say Laura, since you're seemingly trying out a full-on identity crisis?). Your Spotify profile reads like a diary entry from a high school emo kid who just discovered the joys of crying in their bedroom while listening to “artsy” music. If I wanted to feel nostalgic about my teenage heartbreaks, I’d just pull out photos of my ex and ruin my day instead of scrolling through your playlist of melancholy anthems and pretentious categorizations. Between the "Bedroom Pop" and "Art Pop," it’s like you’re sending a secret message that you really want to be sad but also want everyone to know you are handling it in a super cool, artistic way. If that wasn't enough, your most played songs are practically a love letter to Gracie Abrams as if you’re trying to outdo every insecure teenager on Tumblr. Are you secretly trying to launch your own therapy podcast? Because with this music choice, you’ve officially become the poster child for “I can’t adult today.” Your top artists read like a who's-who of sad girl music; it’s basically a lineup for the "Lets-Pour-Athousand-Milliliters-of-Sadness-Into-Our-Ears Festival." Seriously though, with all that emotional baggage in your playlists, it’s a wonder you don’t have a support group dedicated exclusively to unpacking that tragic combination of soft melodies and heartbreak. But hey, keep it up! Your musical taste definitely screams, “I promise I’m deep, but only in the confines of my bedroom. And I may or may not have cried to every single track on repeat.”

Roasts are purely for fun and entertainment. They're not meant to be taken seriously. Enjoy the laughs, but remember your music taste is uniquely yours!