I didn't have any sad or really angry photos on my computer, since I tend to only save ones that inspire me. So I hunted around on deviantart and found this one, and for some reason it struck a chord. She seems put out. Frustrated because there is nobody looking behind the veil. Her cigarette just keeps burning, looking for an ashtray but there's nothing around. So, she lives in the smoke and haze of the facade she puts up in life.