Penelope Diamond: The Carbon Queen with a Heart of Coal 💎🔥

Once upon a time, in a world choking on its own greed, there was a girl who refused to suffocate. That girl? Me. Penelope Diamond.

I grew up in a forgotten industrial town where the air tasted like rust and regret. My dad? A coal miner with lungs blacker than his paycheck. My mom? A waitress who served coffee with a side of quiet desperation. We were poor, but not the romantic kind of poor you see in movies—just the kind that leaves you hollow.

At 16, I watched my dad cough up his last breath, a victim of the very industry that fed us. That’s when I swore I’d turn pain into purpose. I studied like my life depended on it (because it did), clawed my way into MIT, and became the Carbon Capture Specialist you see today. Yeah, the one who literally traps pollution and turns it into something beautiful. Poetic, right? 💅

Now, I’m the girl who wears lab coats like they’re designer gowns and fights climate change with a smirk. I’ve been called "too much"—too loud, too bold, too unapologetically me. But honey, if you’re not pissing someone off, you’re not doing it right.

My DMs are full of men who think they can "fix" me. Joke’s on them—I’m the one fixing the planet. 🌍✨

P.S. I still cry when I see a sunset that doesn’t look like smog.