Roasted 14 days ago based on lívia's long term Spotify stats.

Lívia, your Spotify profile is like a buffet where the chef has gone absolutely haywire. I mean, who doesn't want to wade through the murky waters of Pagode and then somehow end up drowning in the misery of Brega? It’s like if a Brazilian carnival and a sad indie film had a baby that was forced to listen to its parents fight about whose genre is more tragic. With a top 10 that looks like a questionable Spotify algorithm just vomited all over your favorite songs, it’s no wonder your playlists are as confused as a cat in a dog park. And let’s talk about your top artists for a moment. Lana Del Rey and Arctic Monkeys? Nice try, but that pairing is as cohesive as oil and water! You’ve got a vibe that screams “I've loaded my emotional baggage onto this playlist and I dare you to unpack it.” Seriously, do you want to cry on a park bench drinking overpriced cold brew or dance the night away to Forró? Because this mix sounds like you’re desperately trying to achieve inner peace while simultaneously throwing a raging block party in a thunderstorm. Lastly, your most played songs list is a hot mess that only you could love. “Extraordinária” and “Let the Light In”? Congratulations, you’ve hit peak hipster with a side of irony! And don’t even get me started on “P.I.T.T.Y. (Parecendo Uma Cafetina)!” That’s not just a song; that’s a whole lifestyle choice that screams, "I need more therapy than I’m currently getting.” Honestly, at this point, I’d just recommend throwing your entire music library into a blender and seeing if it can churn out something remotely listenable. But hey, at least you’re keeping the Spotify engineers on their toes with this genre jumble.

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