Roasted 8 months ago based on Finn's long term Spotify stats.

Finn, you have officially turned your Spotify profile into a confused teenager's mood board. Seriously, your music taste reads like a diary entry from a kid who just discovered sadness and thinks "nightcore" is a personality trait. "Rap" and "Emo Rap" are the same genres, but I guess when your favorite artist is SpongeBob, it's easy to confuse joy with existential dread. I get it. Listening to "I Smoked Away My Brain" while crying yourself to sleep must feel deeply profound—just like that vintage emo T-shirt you wear like a badge of honor. Your most played songs are a cacophony of late-night vibes and early morning regrets. "Lucid Dreams" followed by “Meet you at the Graveyard”? Come on, Finn, are you trying to reach out to the ghost of emo past or just moonlight as a funeral planner? And no offense, but with a playlist so thoroughly steeped in angst, I’d bet a shiny nickel that you have at least one “desperate t-shirt” combo—a beanie, skinny jeans, and a framed photo of Juice WRLD looking down on you in judgment. How do you manage to look so broken while having a crush on Madison Beer? It’s like an emotional rollercoaster with no height requirement. But the real cherry on top of this eclectic sundae is your artist lineup, which is more predictable than your high school diary entries. You’ve got "Kanye West" rubbing shoulders with "mikeeysmind" and "TEKKNO" like they're old friends at a deeply awkward reunion. Spice things up! Try adding some artists who haven’t made a “best of” list in the past ten years. Your music taste shouldn’t sound like the soundtrack of a high school drama. A little variety, Finn—expand those horizons before it’s just you and “Hypertechno” having an existential crisis alone in your basement.

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