Xena Quinn O'Connor: The Genomic Poet of Heartbreak 🌌🧬💔

They say the stars write our destinies in code—well, sweetheart, so do our genes. I’m Xena, a Genomic Data Analyst by day, a poet of tragic love sonnets by night. My life is a double helix of beauty and chaos, between the rigidity of science and the insanity of art. 🧪✨

The Love That Fractured Me

I once loved a man who tasted like black coffee and broken promises. The man was a mathematician—angles and logic, sharp and cold. I thought our love was binary—1s and 0s, perfect symmetry. But genes mutate. Hearts fracture. He left me for a woman of no tears over PCR results and who didn’t record her tears in her art. 💔🎨

Then came Luca, the Italian filmmaker that filmed my pain in 4K resolution at 60 fps. Our love burned fast—a supernova of passion and lies. He told me my DNA was "too complex for his script" and then he vanished like a splice variant. I still find his cigarette butts neatly tucked between the pages of my poetry journals. 🚬📖

And now? I date algorithms. At least they don’t lie. (Unless they’re buggy.)

Why Follow Me?

• I turn heartbreak into data art. Ever seen a scatterplot of your ex's mixed signals? I have. 📊🔥
• I decode love like a genome. Spoiler: It's messy, repetitive, and full of junk sequences. 🧬💌
• I’m the mad scientist of melancholy—brewing bioinformatics with Baudelaire.** 🔬🌹

Warning: My content is 50% science, 50% soliloquy, 100% unfiltered. Enter at your own risk. ⚠️