눈물샘자극 Novels & Stories

I point at her eyes. "It is an allergic reaction to crying so much in the past few days. Apparently, you can't afford to do that anymore once you get to a certain age. It tells on the body. I will advise you to cry all the tears you need to now that you are still young and a concealer can easily set you back to normal." She laughs nervously at her weak attempt to lighten the mood. I don't laugh, I can't muster the energy needed, I just stare at her blankly.

And now I’m here. The sting of the brightness grows unbearable, piercing through my vision like needles. My eyes water as I force them to stay open, but the light is too much. It presses against me, unrelenting, making my head throb and my stomach churn. My eyelids tremble with the effort, and the pain finally becomes too sharp to endure.

I rubbed shower gel into my body with one hand, the lather foaming and bringing forth with it part of the smell that made up Samyak: something like pine trees and Christmas morning, warm and masculine. Once I was clean I shut my eyes, dipping my head into the shower’s stream. I felt myself begin to cry, as though I was watching from afar. They were not heart-wrenched sobs; they were silent, delicate tears, blending seamlessly with the droplets from the showerhead as they trailed down my cheeks. I cried for all that I had lost, and the pain I had suffered through.

As Jasmine removed her glasses, Mia noticed how swollen and bloodshot her eyes were from crying. She poured a glass of water for Jasmine. "What exactly happened?"

It looked soulless… my eyes stopped talking and lost their glint. Suddenly a red hue spread over my white sclera and tears welled up to the brim of my eyes. I shook my head and splashed some more water on my face without letting the tears escape. I took a deep breath and exhaled fogging the mirror in front of me for a second.

I shouted to the taxi driver who was waiting for me in the driver's seat. I reached into my handbag and started looking for a tissue to wipe my right eye which was now starting to get watery and red. I feel like taking off my eyeballs for a moment and keeping them in my bag for a while, because they sting and itch. I don't know how to get rid of the pain and itching in my eyes anymore. Looks like I have to use my white glasses to protect my red right eye.

he asked in bewildered. Akane then said, "You just ruined our cool exit." "Eh? What cool exit?!" his loud voice echoes in this closed and dim environment. Just after they leave, Mizu opened her eyes robustly and sits up straight with quite an energy while chasing her breathe, gasping. When she managed to calm herself, she noticed the drops of a clear saline fluid secreted by her lacrimal gland dripping down her face mixed with sweat, soaking the blanket on her lap.

“It hurts.” It doesn’t feel like it’s been an hour since I’ve been crying for no apparent reason. The fried rice in front of me is already full of tears. I feel exhausted after draining my tears. My breath is gasping, my throat feels dry, and I swelled my eyes. My vision became a little blurry because my eyes still pooled warm tears in my eyelids. It’s always the same as before; pain. My eyelids closed, and the last drops of my tears slid smoothly down my cheeks.

He said genuinely. I lifted my head and glanced around to make sure no one was watching. Tears were forming in my eyes and I couldn’t help it. I tried to blink it away but that wasn’t helping either. If it ends up streaming down, it’ll only ruin the make-up I worked hard on. I took out a tissue from my purse and dabbed my eyes gently.

Astrid I wiped my face with the back of my hand and and I wiped it again on my skirt because I didn’t want anyone to see me like this but the tears kept coming anyway no matter how many times I told myself to stop. My nose was running and that was even more humiliating and I used my sleeve to wipe it and tried to focus on breathing through my mouth. Rhys turned away from the door where Kade had dragged Selene out and when he looked at me “Let me see.”