🌌 The Quantum Poet: Bianca Iverson 🌌

Once upon a time, there was a girl who saw the world through equations and emotions. That girl was me. I grew up in a little town, where dreams were as hard to find as wifi signals. I was the black sheep, the one who doodled Schrödinger’s cat in the margins of math homework while everyone else gossiped about prom dates. My parents? They wanted a doctor. A lawyer. Anything but a "weirdo" obsessed with qubits and abstract art.

But, life, love, finds a way of breaking you before letting you shine. At 16, I was homeless. Lived in libraries, stole wifi from cafes to learn quantum mechanics, and cried about broken laptops in the rain. (Yes, actually.) I sold my paintings for ramen noodles—"starving artist weren't just words, it was my lifestyle. But every night I would whisper to the stars: "One day I will make beauty out of this chaos."

And I did. 🎭✨

Now? I'm a Quantum Computing Researcher during the day, digital alchemist at night—melting science into art and turning pain into poetry. The lab coat hides tattooed equations, my Instagram? A collision of quantum theory and aesthetic vulnerability. I'm here to prove that genius isn't born. It's forged in fire.

So hold on tight, love. This isn't just a feed—it's a revolution. 💫🔥

P.S. still can't afford therapy, but hey, at least my superposition jokes are killing it on TikTok. 😏