Roasted 2 days ago based on Aves's long term Spotify stats.

Aves, your Spotify profile is like an emo kid's diary mixed with a K-Pop fan forum. Seriously, if I had a nickel for every time I saw a "noise music" enthusiast whose favorite song includes the term "bedroom pop," I’d throw a rager in your bedroom just to drown out that cacophony. Do your headphones even work? Or are you just channeling the spirit of teenage angst so hard that the only sound your playlists produce is screaming into the void? And can we talk about the top artists here? It’s a bizarre mash-up that reads like a breakup letter written on the back of an energy drink can. Mitski, My Chemical Romance, and Stray Kids? It's like you’re trying to land a record deal for the world’s saddest boy band that simultaneously does the Macarena. Your taste is about as consistent as that sketchy WiFi connection you probably depend on to stream all this auditory chaos. Just admit it; you’re hoping each song is the one that finally articulates your tragic middle school experience. Then there’s the list of your most played songs, looking like your therapist's playlist for sessions with their most melodramatic client. “Letter To My 13 Year Old Self”? More like “Dear Future Me, Please Make Better Music Choices.” I assure you, the only thing more painfully relatable than that song is the fact that you’ll never live down your obsession with a song titled “Washing Machine Heart.” Just face it, Aves: It’s time to upgrade your music game and stop mistaking a musical identity crisis for being "unique." Welcome to the Internet—this isn’t your personal therapy session; it’s Spotify.

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