Mind: Why don't you write your bio? 

Me: I have a bio. *looking proudly at the quotes I had searched from google*

Mind : Ya. That's Soooo original. 

Me: *pissed* Stop bothering me. I'm a busy person. I got stuff to do. 

Mind: Sure...*Diplomatic silence*

FEW SECONDS LATER
*Reminds me of every good profile I read in my entire not-so-social-yet-in-existence-teenage-life.*

Me: *feeling peer pressure* Fine... I will change it. But you gotta help me with it. Will you? 

Mind: Deal!! 

Me: *smiles* let's start with personality then. Give an good idea 💡. 

*cold silence*

<AFTER 10 MINUTES>

Me: *curses* Hey! I'm not that bad!!

Mind: *Diplomatic silence* 

Me: Am I?

Mind: Well.. Since, you are insisting to know. Do u Remember  how you were in middle school and......

*Continues reminding every horrible, embarrassing and akward memory of mine*

<AFTER 2 HOURS or so> 

Me: *emotionally exhausted* That's enough.

Mind: But I am not finished yet. 

Me: You never are. 

Mind: What about your bio? 

Me: What about it? 

Mind: Write about yourself.

<AFTER WHAT FELT LIKE AN ETERNITY>

Me: *writes something after great effort*

Mind: A 12 year old can write something better then this. 

Me: *rubs it off* Then you suggest something..you tool! 

Mind: *silence*

Me: A new quote search it is.