@yass.unitedstates: Katy Perry and former Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau have gone public with their relationship!  The two were spotted enjoying a sunny day together aboard Perry’s yacht off the coast of Santa Barbara marking the first time the rumored couple has been seen together since whispers of their romance began this summer.  #katyperry #justintrudeau #news #romance #santabarbara

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dylanminettesbluehair73
grace :
I just wanna know what circumstances led to them meeting 😭
2025-10-13 05:50:07
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naomibellsapphire
Naomi 🇨🇦 🇬🇧 :
I used to like Katy Perry….but I fear I have to not like her now
2025-10-13 00:18:06
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appleuser59357678
appleuser59357678 :
Was she singing “I kissed a girl and I liked it”
2025-10-12 19:41:16
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theshawnthacker
Shawn Thacker :
…imagine your former PM is the type of guy that wears jeans on a boat! 🤦‍♂
2025-10-13 02:50:05
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alexgoyette0
Alex Goyette :
Trudeau out there living it up lol
2025-10-13 00:34:08
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m.adyson.420
Madyson . :
that's literally Orlando Bloom....
2025-10-13 03:00:50
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hamsandwiched73
YellowRobeSmith :
this is so random
2025-10-13 09:37:28
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user6201937290
user6201937290 :
they are both the embodiment of neo-liberal virtue signaling out-of-touch rich kids. true leftists hate them both. theyre perfect for each other.
2025-10-13 02:25:19
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diana1876_514
Diana514_1867 :
😂😂😂😂 the most random cross over
2025-10-13 08:50:57
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vitabella98
vitabella98 :
Justin:”Katy can we make sure we are seen and do this long enough to confuse the rumours about me?”
2025-10-12 14:30:31
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scarprivate
Scarlett :
what timeline is this??
2025-10-13 03:06:32
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surf2418
Surf :
He had such a beautiful wife.
2025-10-13 04:01:48
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sarah_wickett
Sarah Wickett :
Okay I actually love this 😂
2025-10-13 02:46:46
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onceuponamum
Onceuponamum :
I’ll get out. They knew the paparazzi would be there. They are totally staged.
2025-10-13 03:23:55
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donttalk2meplz777
donttalk2meplz777 :
This is hilarious 💀
2025-10-13 11:37:19
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kekdije
634ssvh :
So that’s where my carbon taxes went !
2025-10-13 15:37:50
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eferrari90
E❤️R :
omg
2025-10-12 19:15:55
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user266117752
jacqueline :
I don’t think that’s Justin Trudeau. It looks more like Orlando Bloom the face shape and hair are different.
2025-10-13 20:41:38
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usernamenamenamenamen
Username :
Can’t believe Trudeau is dating a actual astronaut!! 👩‍🚀
2025-10-13 08:00:05
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morninsunday
Sunday Mornin :
cute
2025-10-13 08:04:59
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mama9g4
j :
She will never get straight answer from him 😩
2025-10-14 20:54:24
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kenny_isme123
Ken :
That doesn’t even look like them😭
2025-10-13 17:49:56
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mrs.criminally.punny
Sandra :
you know what...I hated him but.. they're cute
2025-10-13 20:24:58
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jessicaf333
BCgirl 🇨🇦 :
what hahahha 😂
2025-10-12 19:46:49
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