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lisianpeia replied to your post: Okay, so a few days ago I decided to watch Doctor Who.

I’ve recently started to watch it too. I didn’t read the full post ‘cause I’m in the 5th episode in the 4 season *afrais of more spoilers than I already have*. But I just wanted to say I’m glad you liked it =D Buut, I like Nine more than Ten xD

Don’t worry, I’m not spoiling anything! Unless you don’t know how much time Tennant played the Doctor, I doubt you’d learn anything from me. ;)

Okay, so a few days ago I decided to watch Doctor Who.

Never seen an entire episode. Just knew it was one of the biggest sci-fi series of all time and one of the greatest hit in Great Britain’s cultural history.
In fact, I saw some gifs on Tumblr with the different Doctors, especially those from the new series started in 2005. Would I start right from Series One? Would I skip all that to go straight to the last series? Would I watch it all? I had a choice. But there was something about Tennant that attracted me more than about the others. Damn the continuity. So, I started watching Series 2 about a week ago. And last night, on December 14^th – which is my birthday, by the way –, The End of Time revealed its last seconds to me.

I’m not a crying woman. I’m not saying it makes me stronger, I’m not saying it’s cool or a shame, I’m just like this. Usually I giggle nervously when I’m about to break down, and the more I laugh the more I cry inside.
I’ve seen quite a few TV shows by now. Among my favorite ones, I’ve seen all the Stargate SG-1’ two hundred and fourteen episodes, and never cried. And God I loved this show – it was my first true TV series interest. Daniel’s deaths? O’Neill’s sacrifices? Not a tear. And then went The X-Files. Two hundred and two episodes of pure excitement and emotion duly watched. Never cried, and God I loved this show. And Buffy, of course. A hundred and forty four episodes and once again, not a tear. I’ve also seen a few Japanese anime that really broke my heart once or twice. But again, I’ve never shed a single tear.

I didn’t know David Tennant from Adam. He as the Tenth Doctor lasted three series, meaning, what, less than fifty episodes in all. I didn’t have a damn clue of what the show really was, I didn’t know any of the show’s subtlety and I certainly didn’t know anything of the plot so far.
I knew nothing. So when I felt two burning tears scorching my cheeks at the words ‘I don’t want to go’, I was a bit surprised. I knew that I was going to enjoy the show but I was not, ever, prepared for this. The Doctor Who’s experience, or, shall I say, the Tenth Doctor’ David Tennant experience came out of nowhere and showed itself to me. And it tore my heart apart. I cannot explain this. I just don’t have words for this. I suppose that would be ‘I can’t even’ in Tumblr language. I don’t know. I thought it was silly, crying like this for fictional characters, and all the while I thought it was silly to think it was silly, and then I just cried.
Yes, I really didn’t know much. The only thing I knew for sure is that the Doctor would eventually ‘die’ and that I would be rather destroyed when that happens. And, obviously, I was right.

I know that I can’t be regarded as a ‘true’ Doctor Who fan since I didn’t watch the entire show. And I don’t care. I don’t pretend to be one. I just know that every single molecule of my body and every single fragment of my soul have been crushed, and that what is left of my heart is just shred parts, like a dead squeezed lemon leaving nothing but acid drops.

Happy birthday.

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First 10 seconds of the broadcast.

^Adorable couple is adorable.

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