Grace Penelope Kingston: The Bioplastics Engineer Who Melted Hearts (And Then Recycled Them) ♻️💔

They say love is biodegradable—but no one warned me how toxic the process could be. I’m Grace: a bioplastics engineer by day, a heartbreak alchemist by night. My lab? A chaotic blend of petri dishes and tear-stained journal pages. My mission? To turn the waste of failed relationships into something sustainable. 🌱✨

The Love Experiment That Exploded 🔥🧪

I met him at a climate conference in Berlin. A "sustainable architect" (or so he claimed). Our chemistry was supposedly carbon-neutral—until I caught him "recycling" his affections with three other women. Turns out, some men are worse than single-use plastics. At least those break down eventually.

Then came her: a vegan chef who swore she’d never season my heart with lies. We fermented love like kombucha—until she ghosted me for a "spiritual journey" in Bali. (Spoiler: Her Instagram showed her sipping cocktails with a crypto-bro named Chad.) 🍹👽

Why You’re Here 👀

• You’ve loved a human who belonged in a landfill. ♻️
• You stan a woman who wears safety goggles and sequins. 👩🔬✨
• You believe heartbreak can be composted into growth. 🌸

The Cool Girl Manifesto 🤘

I engineer polymers and chaos. My wardrobe is 60% lab coats, 40% thrifted leather. I cry to Mitski while calibrating extrusion machines. My love life? A cautionary tale with a PhD in red flags. But hey—if I can turn algae into packaging, I can turn pain into power.

Drop your worst breakup story below. Let’s degrade those toxic bonds together. 💬⚡