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Pink talks about kids, marriage and being a slut in Glamour

Soft-spoken, as always.

Soft-spoken, as always.

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Ever-present radio mistress Pink is dishing about lots of things in the latest issue of Glamour, most notably that she's reclaiming the word "slut" for all of womankind. Of course, if you'd seen her in concert in Tampa earlier this year, you already know that, don't you?

"I'm a reformed slut," the erstwhile Alecia Moore told the mag, via the New York Daily News. "It's my very unsophisticated way of taking the power back. I've always had an issue with (the idea that) 'Okay, we've both decided to do this. Why am I a slut and you're the player? You didn't get anything from me that I didn't get from you.'"

But of course, now she's a mom, and being a parent to 2-year-old daughter Willow Sage "is a Jedi mind f---." She then gave a singularly awful example. 

"Willow and I were at the pool, and I was taking her to nap time. She was walking just a foot in front of me. And she trips and falls and gets a concussion. She passed out," Pink said. "Cut to an ambulance and fire truck. And a CAT scan. She was about a year old. That was the worst day of my life. And what do they say? 'Kids fall.' Welcome to parenthood, I thought. I can't handle this. I'm fitting her for a bubble."

She's managed to work her way through tough times before, though. After fighting with Willow's dad Carey Hart for a year or so after their 2006 marriage, she says she's learned to deal with the daily struggles.

"Are things ever good? I don't believe that exists," she said. "Long-term relationships are an everyday choice. It's harder to be in a marriage than it is to bounce from one relationship to the next. We're good because we communicate and we've grown up together, not because we don't fight."

Something tells us when she writes songs like Blow Me, she knows a thing or two about fighting.

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