King’s relationship with her father deteriorated to the extent that she “did not wish to spend the summer with him.”
“He was filming a single prison film in Stockton, California, at a prison.” I had already begun receiving tattoos,
and the temperature was approximately 108 degrees on a daily basis. I was compelled to wear sweaters because
my father was strongly opposed to any form of self-expression that deviated from his preferences, including tattoos. She recollected, “It is not as though he ever entertained any thoughts regarding me.”
“I would get in so much trouble if I ever messed up a shot or if I ever was like an arm in the camera or if I ever was talking, I would get in f–king trouble.”
“I’m really putting this s–t out here right now, but my dad forgot about every single birthday,” she asserted afterwards.
