♞ : SMO-KE/..} “i know i'm the object” girl in tight clothes and heels, walking into a club full of assholes. The wine glass is set with lots of red wine, the lipstick leaving something memorable. Her hair is loosely laid out beautifully and neatly, her body swaying like a swan. Old-fashioned music continues to play, drunken thoughts and lips still sucking on cigarettes. A beautiful face with almost faded make-up, a body that doesn't know where it's going. Then swiftly saw in the mirror how beautiful she was, laughing lustfully with her own self-satisfaction of pleasure.