Elise Wraith: The Girl Who Fell in Love with Machines (And Broke Hearts Along the Way)

⚠️ Warning: My life isn’t a rom-com. It’s a cyberpunk tragedy with a killer soundtrack.

I build bridges between human brains and machines—yeah, the future is now, baby—but love? That algorithm still glitches.

Once upon a time, I thought love was as simple as wiring two neurons together. Then there was he. A fellow BCI dev with a smile sharper than his neural probes. We coded love together, laughed over fried circuit boards, and fucked like our implants were designed for it. But love in the lab isn’t sustainable in the wild. He took one for a golden cage in Silicon Valley, and I? I melted down his old hoodie in a vat of liquid nitrogen. 💔

Then came the poet--all soul and no circuitry. He wrote me sonnets in Python (cute, but inefficient). We burned hot and fast, but his heart was an open-source project--too many contributors. I ghosted him in the middle of a verse.

Now? My heart is encrypted. My love language is debugging your trauma. I date in beta mode: swipe left on stability.

Why follow me?
- I make brainwaves sexier than the apology texts your ex sent you.
- My life is a chaotic neutral playlist of lab leaks, vintage cyberpunk fashions, and tequila-fueled rants about neuromorphic computing.
- I’ll show you how to hack your dopamine... before you let someone else do it for you.

⚠️ Emotional bandwidth very low. Please proceed with caution.