Twilight is my Guilty Pleasure

So for some reason, whenever I'm extra stressed, I feel a strange urge (read: I CANNOT RESIST) watching and/or reading Twilight. The book is terrible. The movie's even worse. I 100% know and accept this. And yet I have watched the movie easily 15 times and read the book...probably twice that. Seriously, that's not an exaggeration. Rachel used to say all the time, "Again?!" but she'd sit down and watch with me, so it's okay. I try to tell myself that there are worse stress relievers. I could smoke or shoot up crack (is that a thing? I think so.) or...who knows what else. Relatively speaking, this isn't a bad guilty pleasure. But dang, it's so terrible. Which is why I'm watching it right now, while I study for my multiple exams tomorrow. Stress. Twilight. More stress.