Amans lacrimae wrote:

I didn't find her attractive, but I liked the big, thick, teardrops.

Fantastic, isn't it ? Although, beauty conception is very relative, so obviously when I called her "pretty" it sure is a subjective way to define her...IKR

I believe this one might be pretty uncommonly seen, but enjoy it anyway ! 

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=r6aCaTOiR0M&t=504s

The tears start to fall at 7:50 and stop at 8:25.

I can feel this effect actually, but it only makes me tickles and I'm a very ticklish guy so I just can't relax myself this way, whether it meant to be sexual or not that doesn't change anything to me, because like I said so : "I personnally find it very disturbing and it makes me feel uncomfortable everytime I hear this kind of things". That is all. I don't think I have to tell more than that about it.

Rose wrote:

No it’s not sexual. It makes your brain ”tingle”, kind of like goose bumps on the inside of your head. It also makes You really relaxed. Not everyone can get these tingles but it’s a very nice feeling. I’ve had it all my life, just like I’ve had the dacryphilia not knowing it was a ”thing” with a name. It’s not just noices, it could be watching someone wrap a parcel, or someone describing different office supplies.

Massivetearslover wrote:

inmyarmsagain wrote:

Asmr?Asmir?

What's that?

It's a concept based on making very soft noises which are meant to sexually trigger some people naturally attracted by those special noises...I personnally find it very disturbing and it makes me feel uncomfortable everytime I hear this kind of thing.

A young woman feels sad, one day, for some random reason and just let herself cry all alone at home.
She sits down on a simple chair, in front of an averaged-size glass table, puts both elbows on it with her face looking down the middle of the table - and her own reflection too by doing it - and let her tears fall totally unchecked down into the polish surface.
She starts to cry silent, her mouth closed and her eyes wide open, filling up with tears gradually...
First tear lands straight, a huge one, leaving a large spot on the glass with a crowd of tiny splashes all around it. A second one comes from the other eye, just as huge as the other, landing a few inches besides the first one, with the same spot's size it already made. Then a third tear falls, from the first eye, followed immediately by a fourth one from the other eye, both landing on the same spots the previous couple just left a few seconds before, which only increase their size a little more this way...then, everything begins to go faster and faster : more tears manage to drip from her eyes one by one to spill on the glass table which makes the couple of spots growing and growing in a matter of seconds...
After about 1 or 2 minutes, the tears spots are now litterally fusing into one small puddle therefore. When this happens, the young lady starts to sob just a little bit, but then again, only to grow bigger and bigger in quite a short time though. Her mouth begins to open but her eyes remain open as well. Her tears keep falling hard, fast, big and heavy so the puddle of tears keeps growing too obvisouly...then her body starts to shake : her face, her belly, her shoulders...her mouth's opening wider, twisting on the corners, her lips and her chin, her eyebrows are curving up from despair and her eyes are shrinking, closing themselves more and more until they get tight shut with a single blink, so her tears are shaping less thick and consistent like drops and turning into thin, regular streams but dripping

Kleo wrote:

Hi.
Welcome to the forum. It is pretty peaceful and friendly place. Hope you'll like it here. ☺️
If it's OK with you, can you tell us little about your own crying? What makes you cry? How do you cry? Do you let others see you or you prefer privacy? When was the last time you cried? BTW, you don't have to answer all of this questions, I'm just giving examples. ☺️

Thank you, Kleo. I'm sure it is and I already like it a lot ^^
Well, to be fair, I'm not a good crying subject myself, sadly (no pun intended)...I think the last time I cried was when I was at some dramatic art school and just as it would look like to be, it was basically during a training session while I was rehearsing Hamlet's scene with one Ophelia's partner and it was about 4 years and a half ago. My eyes were just watering a little but not enough to make tears trickle down my cheeks...oh and I almost forgot another time during the exact same time of my life, I was also in love with a girl in my dramatic art class but she put me in her friend-zone and I remember very well one time, we were about to present a common work our teacher was directing about many Tennesse Williams plays and there was a single scene we were working together, her and I...just a few minutes before starting, she asked me to rehearse one last time and I didn't want to at first, because I dislike doing it just before playing it for good, but she insisted and I finally agreed. And when we finished, she just hugged me to thank me for that. It was the first time and almost the only time she did this. So right after she left somewhere else to prepare herself, it got me so hard emotionnally I just felt I need to isolate myself backstage in a small corner to litterally cry from happiness...then again, my eyes only watered a little but no trickling tears, but on the other hand, I put my face in my hands, my whole body was shaking and I sobbed very softly but I didn't want to be heared so I choked myself to turn m