My name is Luca, I live on the second floor...
I live upstairs from you. Guess you think you've seen me before. When I'm getting pummeled late at night, do you ignore that bothersome kind of plight? Maybe ask me what it was, how bout asking what it was, just freakin ask me what it was. I've got one question. Why not call the f'ing cops? What... Sign in to see full entry.