All I ask for is a phantom friend who comes by my house, listens to the cool songs in my iPod with me while we chill listening to the lyrics. A phantom friend who cares about how I feel and holds me when I want to cry. A phantom friend to watch horror movies with and spend the day talking about stupid and silly things. A phantom friend who understands me and gives me the worst advice in the world because he knows I don't follow advices anyway. A phantom friend who enjoys being around me even though I'm mentally not okay. A phantom friend who makes me laugh when I feel down and holds my hand when I feel alone. A phantom friend to exchange books with and be sure he will take care of them like I do. A phantom friend I can trust no matter what and never disappoints me... But coming back to reality... There is no such thing as phantom friends.