Roasted 7 months ago based on ☥ 𝕮𝖆𝖗𝖔𝖑𝖎𝖓𝖊 ☥'s long term Spotify stats.

Oh, mayb3_car0linee, your Spotify profile is like a time capsule of high school angst, and not even the fun kind. Seriously, it’s a miracle your headphones haven't spontaneously combusted under the weight of all that mid-2000s emotional turmoil. You've got more "emo" in your favorite genres than a Hot Topic clearance sale, and I'm pretty sure half of your playlists have become sentient—conjuring visions of your teenage bedroom, which I can only assume was plastered with posters of sad boys and glittered with tears. Your top artists read like the lineup for the world's most depressing music festival. From Green Day to My Chemical Romance, it's a wonder you haven't started an online petition for a reality show called "Making the Next Biggest Crybaby Band." And Fleetwood Mac? They must be rolling in their graves every time you hit that play button. Maybe instead of listening to "Cemetery Drive," you could take a walk outside into the sunlight—who knows, you might even remember what happiness feels like beyond the layers of black eyeliner and flannel. The fact that "Helena" tops your most played songs is honestly peak your vibes. It just screams, "I absolutely own a collection of band tees and a diary filled with unrequited love poetry." And "The Ghost of You"? More like the ghost of your social life, because at this point, it’s haunting you worse than your taste in music. So here's a toast to your Spotify—may it someday evolve to include something a little more... uplifting. Good luck, future you!

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