My Immortal- With my commentary >:D
Since I got so many comments/likes on my Lovestruck commentary, I've decided to do a commentary on the notorious "My Immortal."
All my commentary will be in bold.
Do not read if you feel like you will take offense. This is a joke served justly.
Also, there is some swearing in here, some on my part, some on the Author's. Just a warning.
On the night of the concert I put on my black lace-up boots with high heels. Underneath them were ripped red fishnets. Then I put on a black leather minidress with all this corset stuff on the back and front With all the corset stuff on the back and front... twitch. I put on matching fishnet on my arms. I straightened my hair and made it look all spiky. I felt a little depressed then, so I slit one of my wristsAlright, so you were super depressed about going to see your favorite band?. I read a depressing book while I waited for it to stop bleeding and I listened to some GC. I painted my nails black and put on TONS of black eyeliner. Then I put on some black lipstick. I didn't put on foundation because I was pale anyway Didn't stop you before. I fail to see your logic.. I drank some human blood so I was ready to go to the concert.
I went outside. Draco was waiting there in front of his flying car. He was wearing a Simple Plan t-shirt (they would play at the show too), baggy black skater pants, black nail polish and a little eyeliner (AN: A lot fo kewl boiz wer it ok! I just lost brain cells trying to decipher that). You. Ruined. Draco. You. Will. Die.
"Hi Draco!" I said in a depressed voice. I know, it's so sad that you'll be going to go see your favorite band with your crush.
"Hi Ebony." he said back. We walked into his flying black Mercedes-Benz (the license plate said 666 ....) and flew to the place with the concert. On the way we listened excitedly to Good Charlotte and Marilyn Manson. We both smoked cigarettes and drugs. When we got there, we both hopped out of the car. We went to the mosh pit at the front of the stage and jumped up and down as we listened to Good Charlotte.
"You come in cold, you're covered in blood
They're all so happy you've arrived
The doctor cuts your cord, hands you to your mom
She sets you free into this life." sang Joel (I don't own da lyrics 2 dat song no shiiiittttt).
"Joel is so fuccccking hot." I said to Draco, pointing to him as he sung, filling the club with his amazing voice. Because Draco, if he does like you, really cares if you think another dude is hot.
Suddenly Draco looked sad. Told you.
"What's wrong?" I asked as we moshed to the music. Then I caught on.
"Hey, it's ok I don't like him better than YOU!" I said. Ignoramus
"Really?" asked Draco sensitively and he put his arm around me all protective.
"Really." I said. "Besides I don't even know Joel and he's going out with Hilary fuccccking Duff. I fucccckking hate that little bitch." I said disgustedly, thinking of her ugly blonde face. I didn't know someone's face could be blond
The night went on really well, and I had a great time. So did Draco. After the concert, we drank some beer and asked Benji and Joel for their autographs and photos with them. We got GC concert tees. Draco and I crawled back into the Mercedes-Benz, but Draco didn't go back into Hogwarts, instead he drove the car intoâ€¦ the Forbidden Forest!
Dun dun dunnn