Roasted 2 years ago based on arroro's long term Spotify stats.

Oh, look at you, *arroro*, the undisputed champion of the "I listen to way too much sad, moody music in a bright, sunny world" award. Your Spotify profile reads like a hipster's diary during a quarter-life crisis. With genres like "Indie Poptimism" and "Art Pop," it's clear you consider your struggle with happiness an art form. Your playlist surely has a few tracks titled "Tears in My Tea" or "The Day My Cat Left Me," too. Seriously, how is it possible for someone to like “singer-songwriter pop” and still not have the slightest idea how to write a meaningful caption on Instagram? Your top artists are about as diverse as a pack of plain crackers, ranging from Billie Eilish to Lana Del Rey, and then crashing straight into Zayn like he’s about to make a miraculous comeback. You’ve got enough melancholy vibes to fill a therapy session, and yet you still manage to squeeze in those tracks from *Doja Cat* as if they were some kind of palate cleanser between the emotional wreckage. Talk about a musical identity crisis! Your playlist might as well be titled “Let's Cry Over Tarot Readings and Bubble Tea.” And those most played songs? I can see them now—your sonic resume of heartbreak and anti-social tendencies! “Sweatshirt” by *X Lovers*? Please, we know you're not wearing real clothes anyway. And “Summertime Sadness” by *Lana Del Rey*? Wow, the originality! It’s almost as if the music gods decreed that you must embody the soul of every emotionally unavailable artist out there. But hey, keep it up! At this rate, you'll be a walking billboard for “Cry for Help” by the end of the year.

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