Saint Dirty Face

by Saint Dirty Face™

You think you can play a Pisces?

Cute.

We invented the damn game — and then dreamed up three alternate endings just to see which one you’d choose.

Pisces don’t get fooled — we feel the lie before you say it.

We taste it in the air.

That little hesitation in your voice? That’s where our intuition slides its knife in and smiles.

We’re not cold — we’re deep.

We don’t get even — we dissolve the whole damn battlefield.

Try to trick a Pisces, and you’ll end up confessing things you never meant to say… like your soul’s browser history.

We’ll forgive you — sure.

But you’ll never see the same version of us again.

Once the illusion breaks, it’s gone.

And we walk away calm, like the man in the picture — suit still clean, ocean monsters at our back, peace in our storm.

Because Pisces doesn’t play.

We prophesy.