I'm Mackenzie. 20. Mac and cheese is life. Minnesota bitch.
I was sitting next to this lady who must have had bronchitis or something
because the WHOLE TIME she was like this:
and I just COULD NOT HELP IT
I was so annoyed, every time she coughed during a quiet part (which was all the time),
I looked at her like this:
i could FEEL the wind of her coughing on my face
ON MY FACE. I COULD ACTUALLY FEEL THE TRANSPORTING OF GERMS ONTO MY BEING.