Describing it as a solo album would be an understatement for this.

He wrote every song and played every instrument that he could play, ALL ON HIS OWN.

The Wild Trapeze projects a Brandon Boyd image up to the very last word and very last note of every song.

NOTE TO SELF: Stop dancing with ghosts. Yesterday is dead. Bury it and be done with it.

The future father of my kids look like a kid. Haha

Reality is a state of illusion. Therefore, reality couldn't possibly exist. So why did I think you were for real?

Happy mother's day, yo! Can't wait to be the mother of P's kids. LOL And if I'm lucky, B's. LMAO

Dear Loser McLoserface, You really deserve to go to a special place in hell. Remember: Karma is a BITCH. Kthanxbye.

in LOOOOOOVE.